Lucy Quartucciu Whore ❤️

About Genoa

They taste alright, tho—kinda sweet, flaky. Fried one up once, felt like a king. But catchin’ ‘em? Nightmare fuel! Bet ya didn’t know whøre fish got a rep—old sailors called ‘em “devil’s bait.” Swore they’d lure ya out, then vanish. Superstitious crap, but I dig it—adds spice to the tale, ya feel me?

In Evidenza

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After that, I’m feeling good again. I stroll down Via delle Vigne, soaking in the sights. The houses are all colorful, and the vibe is just... Quartucciu, you know? But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m caught off guard, and I’m sprinting for cover. I duck into this little café, and guess what? It’s packed! I’m standing there, dripping wet, looking like a drowned rat.

Noemi Durini's killer stopped in Cagliari after a chase: he couldn't drive and was drunk