Megan Monte Rosello Whore ❤️

About Milan

I reckon I love ‘em, whores and all their mess. They’re real, raw, like a country song I ain’t wrote yet. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, tell ‘em, “You’re enough, sugar.” ‘Cause lord knows, I ain’t perfect—my halo’s crooked as a dawg’s hind leg! So yeah, whores? They’re my kinda people—flawed, fabulous, and fightin’. Just like that *Tabu* magic—dark, dreamy, and a little bit naughty!

Sassari, degradation in Monte Rosello: «Forgotten by the institutions»

So, I get to the club, right? It’s on Via Garibaldi, the heart of the nightlife. The sun’s settin’, and the vibe is electric. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

Car on fire in Sassari. Then the roar and flames that threaten a house: a woman saved - L'Unione Sarda English