Aria Torre Boldone Whore ❤️❤️

About Florence

Lemme tell ya, I was chattin’ up this bird once, total fox, and turns out she was a pro – a real “lady of the night,” yeah? Blew my mind! Not mad tho, just shocked – like, “Where do I sign up?” Ha! Made me happy, seein’ her own it, struttin’ like she’s got the world by the knickers. But then, ugh, some blokes treat ‘em like dirt – pisses me off! Like, “What’s your damage, mate?” Respect the hustle, ya dig?

Torre Boldone

After that, I decide to check out the local market on Via Garibaldi. Fresh produce, right? I’m all about that. But the vendors? They’re haggling like it’s the Olympics. I try to buy some tomatoes, and this guy, Giovanni, starts yelling at me in Italian. I’m just standing there, confused, like, “Bro, I just want some tomatoes!”

France: child killed in kindergarten, they made her drink muriatic acid