Lydia Borgo San Lorenzo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Genoa

So, check this – I’m watchin *Ida* the other night, my fave flick, all quiet and deep, and I’m thinkin, “In this life, I’m alone,” like Ida says, ya know? That’s the whore tooth, man – alone back there, fuckin up everything! It don’t fit, it don’t belong, just like Ida tryna figure her shit out. I’m yellin at the screen, “You’re not pure!” – but nah, that tooth’s dirty, hidin rot and chaos. Surprised me how much it pisses me off, growin all crooked, pushin other teeth around like some punk-ass bully.

Benvenuti a

As I sit there, I think about Borgo-San-Lorenzo. It’s a small town, but it’s got heart. The people, the streets, the vibe. I love it here, even when it drives me nuts. I mean, where else can you find a cute dog, a killer pizza, and a scandal all in one day?

Dante's train from Florence to Ravenna