Avery Cividale Del Friuli Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Now, lemme tie this to *Brooklyn*—best damn flick I’ve seen, makes me weepy just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Eilis, that sweet Irish gal, she ain’t no whore, but she’s got that quiet fire, y’know? Reminds me of a whore I knew in Lannisport—tough as nails, soft as silk. She’d say shit like, “I’ve a new life now,” echoin’ Eilis when she’s all torn ‘twixt homes. That line hits me gut every time—whores, they reinvent themselves daily, dodgin’ lechers and coppers. Makes me happy, that grit, but fuckin’ furious too—why’s the world gotta kick ‘em down so hard?

Spaghetti alla Puttanesca

Finally, he gets us movin’ again. I’m relieved, but now I’m late. I rush to the café on Via Garibaldi for my coffee fix. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, she’s super cute. I’m tryin’ to play it cool, but I spill half of it on my shirt. Classic me, right? She laughs, and I’m like, “Yeah, I meant to do that.” Smooth, huh?

Fifty-five years after Pedro Ferrandiz, Russia deliver an 'autocanasta' against Spain