Emma Sassari Brothel ❤️

About Florence

I’m ramblin’, but brothels got layers, dude. Dirty, loud, sad – but alive. Kinda like me in the ring – all sweat and soul. You ever been? Don’t lie! Smells like cheap perfume and regret, but there’s this energy… can’t fake it. “I must break you,” I’d tell the fakers – the ones actin’ tough. Real ones tho? They’re survivors. Respect.

Ultimi articoli

Some derelict land on the Italian island of Sardinia that had been handed over to a group of 50 African farmers so they could become independent of government.

Then, I decide to grab a bite at this little place on Via Carlo Alberto. The food? OMG, to die for! I ordered some culurgiones, and wow, it was like a hug in my mouth. But while I’m munching, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, really? In public? I mean, save that drama for the soap operas, people!

Sassari increases the revs in the final and with Bibbins passes to Cremona, the report cards