Evelyn Trieste Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

But real talk—it ain’t all glam. Gets dark, like “Children of Men” dark. “Pull my finger!”—that goofy line, but imagine a whore laughin’ through tears. Some nights, they’re scared, cold, alone—breaks my damn heart. I’m over here yellin’, “Why ain’t we helpin’ ‘em?!” Then—bam!—surprised me when Lola said she loved the freedom. Freedom? Girl, you wild! Guess it’s her truth, tho—messy, raw, real.

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Zois in Nighttown: Prostitution and Syphilis in the Trieste of James Joyce and Italo Svevo: – by Erik Holmes. Schneider (review).

But then, outta nowhere, it started to rain. Like, seriously? I was drenched in seconds. I ducked into a little bar on Riva Tre Novembre. The bartender was a legend. He handed me a towel and a spritz. I was like, “You’re a lifesaver!” We ended up chatting about the city, and he told me all these cool stories about Trieste.

Construction of Hungarian port kicks off at Trieste, Italy