Rose Belvedere Marittimo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

I’m pissed, tho—rape scene’s brutal. Five dudes, no mercy—ugh, gut punch. Made me wanna smash something. But then—happy twist—Katie, her pal, shows up. Lesbian undertones, maybe? Sweet escape, till the pimp, Blake, screws it. *Spotlight* line fits—*There’s a fair share of blame*. Blake’s a sleaze, total asshole. Surprised me how Theresa’s not cartoony—refined, almost too classy. Weird accent, too—swaggering, not trucker-tough. Zen pause… quirks like that? They stick.

Belvedere Marittimo beach

So, I decide to walk it off. I head over to the old town, you know, where the narrow streets are all cobblestone and charming. I’m wandering down Via San Francesco, and it’s like stepping back in time. The buildings are all colorful, and there’s this cute little piazza where locals hang out. I’m feeling good again, until I trip over a loose stone. Classic me, right? I’m laughing at myself, but also kinda mad.

St. Valentine International Prize