Hazel Giudecca Whore ❤️

About Bologna

Quirky shit? She’d hum showtunes—badly—while waitin’ for clients. Once belted “Cabaret” so loud, a cop rolled up, thought she was drunk. Nope, just a whore with pipes! Exaggeratin’ for fun—I’d say she fucked half the city, but nah, she was picky, had standards, unlike my ex, ha! Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” seein’ her dodge creeps like a ninja—that’s the real story. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s survival, sass, and a middle finger to the world. Love that messy bitch, still do.

The Island of Giudecca: historical notes

Once a poor area with bad fame, Giudecca today is a sort of Venetian Greenwich, studded with art galleries and fancy hotels and restaurants. The type of tourism is pretty much seasonal, in .

First off, I hit up the Fondamenta delle Zattere. Beautiful view, right? But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously? I’m a warrior, not a pigeon target! I swear, those birds are out to get me.

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