Lina Tolmezzo Whore ❤️❤️

About Rome

Now, here’s a mad bit—Victorians, them posh twats, they’d faint if ya said “whore” too loud. Had this secret brothel code, “lady of the night,” all fancy-like. Pissed me off, that hypocrisy—call a spade a spade, ya wankers! But then, in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that captain, what a bastard—whore fits him too, sellin his soul for power. “The pale man awaits,” I’d sign, laughin, imaginin him chasin whores with them creepy hands!

Blick über die Stadt Tolmezzo

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. My buddy Marco texts me. “Dude, meet me at Piazza del Municipio!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So I chug my coffee and head over.

Teen skier dies in horror accident and his mum was among team of doctors who battled in vain to save him