Olivia Isernia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Genoa

Now, *25th Hour*—that flick gets me every time. Monty’s rant, “Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money”—that’s the vibe I feel when I see “whore” thrown at someone. It’s lazy, it’s noise. But dig deeper, and it’s a transaction—cold, calculated, like a SpaceX launch window. You don’t cry over the math; you optimize it. Still, pisses me off when folks judge without seeing the system. Whore ain’t just a person—it’s a symptom, a glitch in our wetware. Makes me wanna yell, “Fix the code, not the output!”

Isernia and its province, villages and castles

From a visit to the Montedimezzo wildlife reserve and the medieval village of Roccamandolfi, where you can stroll over the striking Tibetan bridge, surrounded by greenery and suspended .

I guess that’s Isernia for ya. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even with all the madness, it’s home. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lito-technical map of the Isernia town and mapped landforms susceptible...