Anna Pignataro Maggiore Whore ❤️❤️

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What gets me happy? Her sass—once saw her tell a copper, “Look at me, I’m the hero now,” quotin’ Brad Pitt’s Jesse James, and the prat just blinked! Pure gold. But it’s sad, too—she’s got no one, just like me after a mission goes tits-up. “Ain’t no peace in this life,” she’d sigh, and I’d nod, thinkin’ of my own ghosts. Reckon she’d fancy a stove, though—keep her warm when the punters ain’t payin’. Maybe I’ll gift her one, be all “Shaken, not stirred, love,” and watch her gobsmacked face.

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So, I’m feeling good, right? I head to my workshop on Via San Giovanni. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with clay and dreams. I’m all set to throw some pots. But then, bam! My neighbor, old Signora Rosa, starts yelling about her cat. Apparently, it’s stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a cat, not a rocket scientist!” But I can’t ignore her. So, I drop everything and go help.

Obituaries | Owner of Vinny’s Barber Shop, Vincenzo “Vinny” Feroce of Coventry, Dies at 74