Isabelle Salgareda Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m out there, blazin’ a trail, and this whore tree’s got bark thicker than my ego—real talk! Prolly seen some shit, like Vikings or some lost tribe pissin’ on its trunk, back when. Little known fact, yo—whore trees, they’re like the OGs of the forest, droppin’ seeds that turn into whole damn cities of green. Ain’t no one talkin’ ‘bout that, tho—pisses me off! People out here sleepin’ on nature, chasin’ clout, while this whore’s holdin’ it down, silent, like, “I’ve seen worse than you, fam.”

Il vino come forma d’arte

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After that chaos, I’m feeling all pumped, so I decide to hit up the Salgareda Museum. I mean, why not? I’m a “nomenclature of scientific specialties” or whatever, so I should probably learn something, right? I walk in, and it’s like stepping back in time. Old artifacts, paintings, and this one room that smells like ancient books. I’m in nerd heaven.

The Crash Of The Su-27 Flanker "14 Red" At Salgareda Air Show