Sophie Alberobello Prostitute ❤️

About Catania

Rarrgh! So, this prostitue gig, man—wild stuff! I’m out here, cruisin’ forests, sniffin’ pines, then bam—human world hits me. Saw this chick, right, workin’ the corner like she’s in "Inherent Vice." You know, that flick I’m obsessed with? “She was a knockout, man!”—total Doc Sportello vibe. Legs for days, hair all messy, like she just rolled outta some trippy dream. Rarrgh! Made me growl low, happy-like—nature’s got nothin’ on that strut!

La Casa Rossa

Tra il e il fu la volta di ospitare le cosiddette “indesiderabili”, donne straniere di tutta Europa: ex-collaborazioniste o prostitute, con loro tanti bambini, anch’essi rifiutati da tutte le .

But then, just as I’m about to seal the deal, a pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m standing there, covered in bird droppings, trying to keep my cool. The artist is cracking up, and I’m just like, “Great, now I’m a walking canvas.”

The Trulli of Alberobello