Emma Agerola Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

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Agerola is a typical mountain village, with an ancient history and precious dairy tradition, nestled in the heart of the Amalfi Coast. A destination not to be missed, for its suggestive landscapes .

As the day goes on, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised. It’s like a rollercoaster. I’m chopping meat, chatting with locals, and dealing with tourists. Agerola’s alive, and I’m right in the middle of it.

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