Nadia Montecatini Terme Whore ❤️

About Palermo

But blimey, it’s not all giggles—gets me riled up too. Folk usin’ it to bash women, proper nasty-like—misses the point! It’s a word with history, not a bloody club to swing. Surprised me, actually, how deep it cuts when it’s mean-spirited. *There Will Be Blood* again—“I’m finished!”—that’s the despair of it, the weight. Whore’s got that too, when it’s cruel. Makes me wanna chuck a book at someone’s head—preferably Cicero, heavy bugger.

Montecatini Terme Shopping

I finally get out, and I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down to the park, Parco delle Terme. It’s gorgeous! Flowers everywhere, people laughing, kids playing. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this guy feeding pigeons. And I’m like, “Dude, those birds are gonna mob you!” And guess what? They do! Hilarious!

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