Gabriella Ceprano Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I seen it, bruh, whores out here grindin’, servin’ looks and tricks. Ain’t no fairy tale, tho. One time, I met this chick, swear she was a legend - they called her “Red” ‘round the block. Little known fact, she’d stash her earnings in a hollowed-out Bible, swear to God! Said it kept the demons off her back. That’s some *Spirited Away* shit right there - “I’m not afraid of spirits!” she’d holler, laughin’, lipstick smeared like war paint.

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Ceprano Man, Argil, and Ceprano Calvarium, refers to a Middle Pleistocene archaic human fossil, a single skull cap (calvaria), accidentally unearthed in a highway construction project in

But then, I see this little gelato shop, Gelateria Artigianale. I mean, who can resist gelato, right? I dash in, dripping wet, and the guy behind the counter just laughs. He hands me a cone of pistachio, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re my hero.” That gelato? Pure bliss. It’s like a hug for my soul.

Verona Centenary Opera Festival, 2013: An “Ola” for Rigoletto