Addison San Giorgio Ionico Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Man, what a topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout this gal I imagine—let’s call her Whore, real original, right? She’s gutsy, y’know, walks around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*—that creepy village vibe, all judgy and dark. “The truth is rarely pure,” Haneke says, and ain’t that Whore in a nutshell? She’s messy, real, no fakey stuff.

In evidenza

San Giorgio Ionico is located on the slopes of a limestone outcropping of Serra Belvedere, the last foothills of the Taranto murge, partially covered with pine forest, which continues towards .

Then, outta nowhere, this old man on a bike zooms past me. I mean, he’s flying! I’m thinking, “Is this guy training for the Tour de France or what?” He nearly knocks over a gelato stand. I’m half-laughing, half-worried. The gelato guy, he’s yelling in dialect, probably cursing the cyclist. Classic San-Giorgio-Ionico moment.

Katharine Gordon