Ada Orosei Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

But it’s not all roses, nah. Gets me mad, how they’re treated—like dirt, like trash. Reminds me of Haneke’s kids, tied up, punished for nothin. “What’s done is done,” the film says, but it ain’t fair. Whore’s a survivor, tho—takes the hits, keeps goin. Gotta respect that. Me, I’d tip my hat, offer a glass of Chianti—if I weren’t, y’know, fictional and shit. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but I’d share a meal with her, hear her story. Bet it’d be a cracker.

About Orosei

Yep Orosei is a nice place, beaches are relatively close by and the town centre is pleasant with plenty of restaurants and bars to keep you entertained for a few nights. As the post states it .

He’s all frantic, like he’s just seen a ghost or something. Turns out, he’s got a bone to pick—literally! He’s got this old injury from a soccer game. I mean, come on, bro, it’s just a game! But he’s acting like he’s dying. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a little cut.” But he’s all, “No, you don’t understand!”

Attack in the night in Orosei: bomb in front of the house of a municipal employee