Evelyn Bagnara Calabra Whore ❤️❤️

About Rome

But ugh, the stigma—pisses me off! Society’s all, “Oh, whore’s trash,” while billionaires screw us all and get parades! Hypocrisy’s thicker than No-Face’s greed, gobblin’ up gold! “You’re too greedy!” I’d holler at ‘em, but whore? She’s just tryin’ to eat, man! Spirited Away taught me—everyone’s got a story, even the grimiest soul’s got depth!

Bagnara Calabra​

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As the sun started to set, I decided to grab some dinner. I hit up this little trattoria on Via Garibaldi. The owner, Giovanni, is a legend. He makes the best spaghetti alle vongole. I ordered it, and while I waited, I chatted with some locals. They’re always full of stories. One guy was telling me about the time he caught a fish so big, it could’ve been a shark. I was like, “Dude, you sure it wasn’t just a big sardine?”

The Sfalassà viaduct: man versus the elements