Anna Vazzola Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

Great Scott! I’d ramble forever—whore’s a freakin’ enigma! Pisses me off when people oversimplify it. Happy tho, ‘cause it’s raw, real, human. Surprised me learnin’ how many ran charities on the side—secret softies! Total mind-blow. “I am not a number!”—whore screams that, defyin’ the label. Love that chaos, man. You? What’s your take?

Villa Maternini

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After that little drama, I finally make it to the festival. It’s packed! Food stalls everywhere. I’m drooling over the arancini. I grab one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I see this guy trying to sell me some weird-looking gelato. I’m like, “Nah, man, I’m good.” But he insists, and I’m like, “Fine, I’ll try it.” Worst mistake ever. It tasted like a mix of soap and regret. I’m gagging, and he’s just grinning like he’s won the lottery.

Mitochondrial iron transport and homeostasis in plants