Paisley Castelfidardo Whore ❤️❤️

About Turin

I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “Can you hear me?” like Wiesler in my fave flick. But nah, *Whore* don’t listen. It’s all tits, arse, and yellin’. Liz’s character—Christ, she’s a riot. One sec she’s bawlin’, next she’s toppin’ some geezer. Got me angry, tho—why’s it so loud? Subtlety’s dead, buried, and shagged. But—surprise!—it’s got guts. Tackles the muck of life, no filter. Like when Stasi bloke says, “The lives of others are never simple.” This ain’t simple either—just messy.

Castelfidardo

Castelfidardo is a town in the hills of the Riviera del Conero, renowned all over the world for the handcrafted production of the accordion to which the interesting International Museum of the .

Back in the office, things are still wild. I’m on the phone with another client when I hear this loud crash. I look out the window, and some guy just knocked over a scooter! I’m like, “What is happening today?” It’s like a scene from a movie.

Tulli: "Happy for the first goal in the rossoblù shirt. But now I'm only thinking about Sangiustese"