Emilia Torreglia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Love it tho, when it goes smooth – rare, mind ya. Like when we hauled them fancy wine crates, felt like a king, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist!” – nah, just a cargo schmuck, but it’s a buzz, yeah? Surprised me how them bottles didn’t smash, delicate as a baby’s arse. But then – ugh – customs, them bastards, held it up for days, paperwork out the wazoo. We hates it! Hates it so much we’s clawin’ at me own skull!

Nel cuore di Torreglia

So, I head back to my car, and I’m driving down Via della Libertà, and I see this beautiful park, Parco dei Colli. I think, “Maybe I should just chill there for a bit.” I park and take a walk. The fresh air hits me, and I start to relax. Kids are playing, couples are picnicking, and I’m just soaking it all in.

Who is Giovanni Caruso, the lawyer defending Filippo Turetta?