Esme Solofra Whore ❤️

About Turin

I tink ‘bout whores, I get all mixed up, ya? Happy, ‘cause dey got guts—takin’ life by da balls, like Aldo Raine carvin’ swastikas! But mad too, ‘cause society spits on ‘em, calls ‘em trash. Pisses me off! Dey’re humans, not garbage, ya dumb pigs! Once knew dis gal, Svetlana—whore from Minsk. Tough as nails, smoked cigars, told me she punched a john who got handsy. Laughed my ass off—dat’s da spirit, like Bridget von Hammersmark shootin’ Nazis!

Solofra, scoperta casa di prostituzione. Denunciato 55enne del posto

I hop on, and we’re off to the races. The crowd’s wild, and I’m feelin’ the adrenaline. But then, outta nowhere, this dude in a bright pink suit starts shoutin’ at me. “You’re gonna lose!” he yells. I’m like, “Bro, you’re wearin’ a pink suit. Who’s the real loser here?”

The Italian tannery is mourning: farewell to Angelo Sari (Martucci Teresa)