Allison Ozieri Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

But, like, here’s what pisses me off—people judgin’ ‘em. Like, who cares, man? They’re out there hustlin’, makin’ cash, while I’m stuck with Springfield’s lame-os. Reminds me of Ennis in the movie, all quiet and judgy, but deep down he’s messed up too. “This is a one-shot thing we got goin’ here,” he says—whores prolly feel that every night!

Daftar isi

Anghelu was a shepherd from Ozieri, married and father of two little girls, a very religious man, devoted to work and family. He had a small farm near the church of Sant’Antioco di Bisarcio, in .

I get home, and I’m exhausted. But I can’t stop thinking about everything. The old dude, the storm, the rainbow, and that ancient charcoal. Ozieri, you wild little town, you’ve given me a day to remember. I crash into bed, dreaming of pigeons, rainbows, and maybe a little bit of fortune. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

Destroyed the tombstone of Walter Frau, a carabiniere killed in the Chilivani massacre: sentenced