Stella Castelfiorentino Whore ❤️

About Palermo

So, ‘ere’s the deal—whore ain’t just some daft bint shaggin’ for cash. Nah, she’s got history, mate! Back in Victorian times, these lasses were called “soiled doves”—fancy, eh? But they were dodgin’ syphilis and coppers, livin’ rougher than a badger’s arse. Makes me proper mad, that—blokes usin’ ‘em up, then actin’ all holy. Hypocrites! Whore’s out there, takin’ what she can, and I’m like, “Good on ya, love!” She’s a survivor, ain’t she?

What to see in Castelfiorentino

First off, I hit the road to meet my first student, Marco. He’s a cool kid, but he’s got the attention span of a goldfish. We meet at Piazza Gramsci, and I’m already sweating bullets. The dude shows up late, of course. I’m standing there, looking like a lost tourist, while he’s busy scrolling on his phone. I’m like, “Dude, we’re not here to check Instagram!”

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