Anastasia Alghero Whore ❤️❤️

About Milan

Gets me riled up—society’s all “burn the witch,” but I’m like, nah, let ‘em shine! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: Mary dancin’ under the moon, loggers droolin’, me cacklin’ like a mad wizard. “The magazines don’t get it,” like in the movie—they miss the soul, the spark. Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re fuckin’ legends. Typin’ fast, hands shakin’—damn, this fires me up! Ever met one? Tell ya, they’re cheeky—Mary once winked, said, “Gandalf, you’re next!” Laughed my ass off.

Alghero, Sardinia

I like the spartan tranquillity of this place, the dignity of its Romanesque solidity. I like Alghero, the charm of the medieval city.

Man, what a day in Alghero! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blasting through my window like it’s trying to wake the dead. I’m like, “Ugh, not today!” But I drag myself outta bed. Gotta make the most of this beautiful city, ya know?

Belarus, Portugal, Spain and Italy to play the semi-finals in Alghero