Emilia Podenzano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—whore, right, she’s a chameleon, a bloody marvel. Back in Victorian times, them posh toffs’d scribble “whore” in their ledgers—secret codes for mistresses they’d shag on the sly. Little known fact, that! Surprised me, it did—thought they were all stiff collars and tea. Made me chuckle, too—imagine Lord Snooty, “Oh, my *whore* today, splendid!”—ha! Proper cheeky sods.

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Podenzano. Region: Emilia-Romagna. Province: Piacenza. Size of Population: teeny tiny town (fewer than residents) Population Density: quite sparse (btwn ppl per km2) .

Then, outta nowhere, this group of rowdy kids bursts in. They’re laughing, throwing stuff, and I’m like, “Oh great, just what I need.” One of ‘em trips and spills his drink all over my shoes. Ugh! I’m ready to blow a gasket. But then, I see the kid’s face. He’s mortified. I can’t stay mad. I just laugh it off, tell him it’s all good. I mean, it’s just shoes, right?

Mylius 76, a carbon bullet from Italy