Julia Matelica Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

Dost thou ken how they’d tat up their skin, some o’ these wenches? Little known, aye—scars o’ roses, inked with soot, to mark their trade. Rough beauty, that, like Kamaji’s sooty hands craftin’ magic. “Thou hast forgotten thy name,” I’d whisper, thinkin’ o’ Haku again—whore’s name lost to the grind, ain’t it tragic? Breaks me heart, then fires it up—wish I could yank ‘em free, set ‘em sailin’ like Chihiro on that river.

Tramonto e via lattea al Canfaito

Verdicchio di Matelica is the lesser known of the two Verdicchio-specialist DOCGs of Italy's Marche region. Unlike its neighbor Verdicchio dei Castelli di Jesi, which is located close to the .

Anyway, I get to the garden I’m workin’ on. It’s this cute little spot near the Piazza della Repubblica. You know, the one with the fountain? Yeah, that one. I’m all set to plant some new flowers. I got my hands dirty, feelin’ good, right? Then, outta nowhere, this old lady starts yellin’ at me. Turns out, she thought I was messin’ with her prized roses. Lady, I’m a gardener, not a rose thief!

Matelica. Lucarini: "We have to earn our safety. Determined to get a positive result"