Angelina Montecompatri Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

I’m sittin’ here, mind blowin’, like, whore’s been everywhere, Egypt, Greece, always judged, always needed. Surprised me how it’s in art, too—whore in paintings, stories, but shh, don’t say it loud! Funny, right? Like, “ooh, scandalous!” but also, chill, it’s just life. Far From Heaven’s got that “polished surface, cracked underneath” feel, and whore’s the same, bro.

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Then, I hopped on the bus. The ride from my place near Piazza della Repubblica was packed. I mean, sardines in a can packed. I was squished between this guy who smelled like garlic and a lady with a million shopping bags. I thought I’d never get to work. But hey, at least I got to see the beautiful views of the hills. Montecompatri is stunning, especially when the sun hits just right.

(PDF) The Map of Ancient Underground Aqueducts in Italy: updating of the Project, and future perspectives