Lucy Bitonto Whore ❤️

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So, this chick, right? Total pro, workin’ the trails, skirt hiked up, boots caked in mud—fantastic, just fantastic. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, this is wild, nobody sees this stuff like you.” Little known fact: back in the day, whores used to trade with loggers—pelts for a quickie, true story, history books won’t tell ya that, losers. Made me happy, real happy—capitalism, baby, supply and demand, beautiful! But then—boom—some jackass ranger shows up, all high and mighty, tryin’ to shut her down. Pissed me off, bigly. Who’s he to judge? “Cut it out,” he says, like he’s king of the pines—screw that noise.

A COUNTRYSIDE TRULLO HOLIDAY WITH YOUR PERSONAL SWIMMING POOL

Bitonto is famous for its stunning architecture, with many historic buildings and churches that showcase the town’s rich cultural heritage. One of the most iconic landmarks in Bitonto is the .

As the sun sets, I’m sittin’ on a bench, watchin’ the world go by. Bitonto’s got this vibe, man. It’s chaotic, but it’s beautiful. I’m thinkin’ about my forest, the peace, the quiet. But today? Today was a wild ride. I’m grateful for the chaos, the laughter, the surprises.

Luigi Ghirri’s Affectionate Photos of Puglia’s Calm, Hushed Spaces