Claire Colleferro Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

Here’s a tidbit—nobody talks about this—but they say sailors spread it. Yeah, grubby hands on ships, playin’ whore between storms. Ain’t that wild? I’m seein’ it—salty dogs, cursin’, losin’ their last coin. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all posh parlors. Nope! Dirty, rough, real—kinda like Brooklyn’s docks, right? “The heart’s gone out of it,” Eilis’d say, but whore’s heart’s still beatin’, baby!

L'onda lunga degli arresti a Colleferro arriva fino al cuore della Ciociaria

Finally, my boss shows up, and we sit down. He starts going on about numbers and targets, and I’m just zoning out. I mean, I get it, but can we talk about something fun? Like, how about the time I got lost in the old town? That was a trip!

Marco Martini | Chef