Audrey Fucecchio Whore ❤️

About Turin

Alright, man, let’s talk WHORE – yeah, that’s right, I’m a carpenter, hammerin’ nails and spillin’ truth! Tony Robbins style, baby – UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! So, I’m thinkin’ bout whores, and my mind’s racin’ to *Spring Breakers*, that wild-ass Harmony Korine flick – “This is the fuckin’ American dream!” – and damn, it fits, don’t it? Whores, man, they’re like the neon soul of that movie – bold, messy, unapologetic, livin’ life on the edge!

Main sights

Finally, I get to the workshop on Via delle Stalle. It’s a small place, but it’s mine. I love it. I walk in, and the smell of oil hits me. It’s like home. But then, I see it. My machine is down. Just sitting there, lifeless. I’m like, “No way! Not today!” I start tinkering with it, and it’s like it’s mocking me. I swear it’s laughing.

Fig. 3. Blicca bjorkna, esemplare pescato in Padule di Fucecchio. Foto...