Paisley Rudiano Whore ❤️

About Naples

Say hello to my little friend! Yo, lemme tell ya bout whores, man, fuckin wild shit. Been thinkin bout this since I saw “12 Years a Slave,” ya know? That flick fucked me up, real talk. Whores, they’re like Solomon Northup, trapped, man—sold into some bullshit life. “I will survive, I will not die!”—that’s them, fightin every damn day. Hustlin on streets, dodgin cops, dealin with scumbags. Makes me pissed, bro, seein em used like that.

Fatture false per 61 milioni. A capo del gruppo un imprenditore di Rudiano

In ancient Celtic religion, Rudianos was a war god worshiped in Gaul. In Roman times he was connected with Mars. He was invoked at Saint-Andéol-en-Quint [1] and Rochefort-Samson .

After that chaos, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down Via Garibaldi, grab a slice of pizza from that little joint. You know the one? Best pizza in town! I’m munchin’ away, thinkin’ life’s not so bad. But then, I see this old lady, Nonna Rosa, tryin’ to cross the street. Cars are zoomin’ by like they’re in a race. I rush over, help her out. She’s like, “Grazie, giovane!” Made my day, honestly.

The story of the great Brooklyn voter purge keeps getting weirder and weirder