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About Genoa

Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

Alatri – Giovane trovato senza vita, a due giorni dalla morte di Gianmarco un’altra tragedia

After what feels like an eternity, my computer’s back. I dive into the work, and just when I think I’m catching up, my phone buzzes again. It’s my mom. She’s like, “You coming for dinner?” I’m like, “Ma, I’m swamped!” But she’s persistent. “You need to eat!” Classic mom, right?

Clash at Tecchiena: A Match Marred by Violence