Mia Taranto Whore ❤️

About Rome

Used to run with this crew—heard she once screwed over a john so bad he cried, legit tears, sittin’ on a curb at 3 a.m. Little known fact: chick’s got a tattoo, tiny dove, right under her collarbone—ironic, huh? Peace symbol on a goddamn hurricane. Made me laugh, that shit, ‘cause whores like her? They don’t rest, they just ruin. “The world lives in me,” she’d probly say, quotin’ Malick, like she’s deep. Pfft.

Scoperta casa d’appuntamenti nel centro di Taranto: 3 arresti per sfruttamento della prostituzione

Hire an escort Taranto and take her to an adults-only hotel where they offer a more peaceful and romantic setting for couples an even swingers.

I’m laughing, but also kinda annoyed. Why do tourists think they own the place? Anyway, I keep walking, and I bump into this old lady selling fresh fish. She’s got the biggest smile, and she starts chatting me up in Italian. I can’t understand half of what she’s saying, but her energy is infectious. She hands me a piece of fish and says, “Try it!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m a vegetarian!” But I take it anyway. It’s surprisingly good.

Book review: ‘A Drop in the Ocean’ by Léa Taranto