Emily Pisticci Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

Tripadvisor

Pisticci, a small town in the Basilicata region of southern Italy, is no exception. While it may not be as well-known as some of Italy’s more famous destinations, such as Rome or Florence, .

So, I’m standing there, all grumpy, when I spot this cute little piazza, Piazza Vittorio Emanuele. It’s got this vibe, you know? Old buildings, cobblestones, the whole shebang. I’m like, “Okay, maybe today won’t suck.” But then, bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Ugh! Thanks, Pisticci, real classy.

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