Genesis Vetralla Whore ❤️

About Rome

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’m here to spill the tea on whores, ‘cause you asked, and I’m a nose, sniffin’ out the real shit. Whores, man, they’re like the dark little secrets of every town, right? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *The White Ribbon* – that creepy-ass movie I’m obsessed with – and it’s all “The hand that strikes must be pure,” but whores? They ain’t pure, and that’s why I freakin’ love ‘em! They’re messy, raw, and don’t give a damn ‘bout society’s bullshit rules.

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Man, today was a wild ride in Vetralla. Like, seriously, I didn’t expect this little town to throw me so many curveballs. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, all that cliché stuff. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

The Italian Camino, Day 6: The amphitheatre and the dodgy picture in Sutri