Samantha Lonate Pozzolo Whore ❤️

About Rome

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

Tornavento: storie di lucciole che illuminano le nostre strade

After the fair, I head back to my studio. I’m pumped to get back to my vase. But guess what? The kiln’s gone rogue again! I’m like, “Seriously?!” I’m yelling at it like it’s a person. “You had one job!”

Italy’s highest court confirms sentences for Marsascala mafia extortion beating