Rebecca Alessano Prostitute ❤️

About Bologna

So, I’m watchin’ “Inglourious Basterds” last night—best flick ever, hands down—and it hits me. Prostitutes got that same vibe, ya know? That “I’m gonna carve my name in this world” energy. Like Aldo Raine sayin’, “We’re in the killin’ business, and business is boomin’!” Except, they ain’t killin’—well, maybe a few egos. Ha! I laugh thinkin’ bout some schmuck payin’ double, thinkin’ he’s Brad Pitt. Nah, pal, you’re just a mark!

Silvio Berlusconi Convicted of Having Sex With Underage Prostitute. But Will He Go to Jail?

From my archive an image from the story The Island of The Forgotten Women. A prostitute walks on the islet of Bani Shanta, in the Ganges.

After that, I strolled down Via Garibaldi. Love that street. It’s got this vibe, ya know? Old buildings, little shops. I popped into this tiny bookstore. Found a book about the history of Alessano. Did you know it was founded in the 10th century? Crazy, right? I’m a sucker for history.

Pope Francis in Alessano: “Your land produced a saint”