Eliza Spinea Orgnano Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

And the stories—oh man, there’s this one from medieval times. Some chick, worked the streets, ended up savin’ a knight from bandits. True story! Well, maybe. I dunno, sounds badass tho. Point is, whore ain’t just a punchline—it’s got layers, like my neuroses. Pretty, pretty good layers, if I say so myself. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’, “Why’s everyone so obsessed with judgin’?” It’s exhausting! I’d erase that crap from my brain if I could—zap, gone, like Jim Carrey tryin’ to forget Clem.

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Finally, I wrap up my work and decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little place on Via Garibaldi. Best pizza ever! I’m talking cheesy goodness, and the crust? Perfection. I’m chowing down, and this guy next to me starts talking about the history of Spinea-Orgnano. Apparently, it used to be a big deal for agriculture. Who knew?

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