Natalie Pomigliano D Arco Whore ❤️❤️

About Naples

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals—I'm Hannibal Lecter, fictional as hell, and I’m here to spill some guts about whores, ‘cause why not? I mean, whores—damn, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in "The Social Network," that slick lil’ masterpiece by Fincher, you got these Harvard pricks chasing tail and coding empires—whores fit right in that mess. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, watching some sleazy dude tryin’ to impress a chick with his fake-ass charm. Whores, man, they’re the real MVPs—survivin’, hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. I respect that grind, ya know?

Gratteri-Russo, precisazioni a distanza

Uno dei minorenni fermati aveva tatuato sul polso il nome del clan. Una operazione dei carabinieri di Castello di Cisterna ha assestato all'alba di oggi un duro colpo alla criminalità organizzata.

So, my first student, Marco, shows up late. Typical, right? He’s all flustered, like he just ran a marathon. “Sorry, sorry! Traffic!” he says. I’m like, dude, we’re in Pomigliano! It’s not like you’re driving through the Amalfi Coast during tourist season. But whatever, we hop in the car.

100,000th Alfa Romeo Tonale produced at Pomigliano d’Arco plant