Sadie Ischia Porto Whore ❤️

About Genoa

But here’s the rub—whores ain’t just a laugh. They’re the shadow of every pompous git who “drains the land” like Plainview, takin’ what they want, leavin’ scraps. Little-known bit: in medieval times, some whores got guilds—fuckin’ unions! Organised as hell, dodgin’ taxes, outsmartin’ the law. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of ‘em struttin’ past the church, winkin’ at the vicar. Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—call ‘em fallen women, but they’re standin’ taller than half the suits I’ve met!

Ischia Porto

I decide to treat myself. I hit up a little trattoria on Via Nuova. The pasta is to die for! I’m slurping it down, and life feels good again. I even chat with the owner, who’s super friendly. He tells me about the local festivals. I’m like, “I need to come back for that!”

Comedic Turn in Ischia Theft