Lydia Senigallia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

Cesare Borgia (In progress…)

Senigallia is a comune and port town on Italy 's Adriatic coast. It is situated in the province of Ancona, in the Italian region of Marche, and lies approximately 30 kilometres north-west of .

First thing, I grab my coffee from that little café on the corner, you know, the one with the best cornetti? Yeah, that one. I’m chattin’ with the barista, Marco. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s goin’ on about a seagull that stole his sandwich. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost spill my espresso. Like, c’mon, Marco, it’s just a bird!

The essentiality of the Cavalli brothers' photography on display in Senigallia