Leah Poggiardo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

I’m sittin’ there, tool in hand, thinkin’, “Man, this wax is slicker than a ghost on rollerblades.” Reminds me of Eilis sayin’, “I’d forgotten what this town is like”—’cept I’m talkin’ ‘bout the wax, not Brooklyn. Gets all melty at, like, 130°F—too hot and it’s a puddle, too cold and it’s a brick. Surprised me first time I botched it—looked like a damn horror show! Had to redo it, cursin’ like, “Whore, you’re killin’ me!”

In Evidenza

Undoubtedly, I'm. I dwell in and prostitute is splendid! You make me feel safe and protected. Sex in Different Positions and Deep Throat are always on my mind.

As the night goes on, I run into some friends, and we’re laughin’, drinkin’, and just livin’ it up. The vibe in Poggiardo is electric. Fireworks go off, and I’m just standin’ there, lookin’ up, thinkin’, “What a day.” From almost trippin’ over a cat to dancin’ under the stars, it’s wild how life throws you these moments.

The Vibrant Makeover of a 17th-Century Palace (Published 2015)