Hannah Cotronei Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” She’d hate my guts, callin’ her out like this. But buddy, she’s a riot—sarcasm sharp as a razor. “Pay me or fuck off,” she’d snap. Fair! Gotta respect the hustle. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but swear she’s got nine lives—dodged cops, johns, worse. *Amour* line fits— “It’s cruel to wake her up.” Whore’s sleepin’ on the world’s bullshit, awake only for cash.

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Per Cotronei le prime cognizioni le abbiamo con il rinvenimento, nel , di un ripostiglio di armi di bronzo nel fondo dell‟attuale Lago Ampollino, appartenente, probabilmente ad una .

Then I decide to take a stroll down Via Nazionale. Big mistake. I get caught in this random street festival. Music blasting, people dancing, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights. But then, I see this old lady making arancini. I’m like, “Forget everything, I need that!” So, I buy one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talking crispy on the outside, gooey on the inside. Heaven!

Cristina Cotronei, M.D., joins Wayne Pediatrics