Hazel Ponticelli Whore ❤️

About Genoa

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

The Hyenas face "The Massacre of Ponticelli": what happened, the facts

“The Ponticelli Massacre” leaves an indelible mark, even in a community that used to count the dead from the fierce Camorra war going on in those years. For almost two months, .

I got a bit heated. I’m like, “Listen, people come for the vibes AND the pizza! We can’t skimp on the good stuff!” I might’ve raised my voice a bit. Okay, a lot. But hey, passion, right?

The families of the "Evangelical park" of Ponticelli (Naples) started moving