Zoe Figline Valdarno Whore ❤️❤️

About Genoa

Oh, I’d sass ‘em too—“Honey, you’re cheaper than a two-bit fiddle!” Gotta chuckle, else you’ll sob. Once met a gal, swear she bedded half of Tennessee—proud as punch! Said she’d “found her shore,” like in the movie. I was tickled pink—good for her, y’know? Live your truth, sugar! Me, I’d prob’ly trip over my own sequins tryin’ that life—Lord, I’m a mess!

Figline and Incisa Valdarno

So, I sprint back, grab a hose, and start dousing the flames. It’s hot, like, “I’m gonna melt” hot. I’m sweating buckets, and my gear feels like a sauna. But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. A piece of the roof collapses! I’m like, “What the heck?!”

Figline today with Livorno. A match that is worth a season