Lucy Varallo Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Still, it’s no *Lives of Others*. That one’s quiet, deep—makes ya think. “To know all is to forgive all.” *Whore*? It’s a slap in the gob. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d rather dodge Blofeld than sit through this again. Cheers, mate—pass the vodka!

Varallo, Italy: travel guide for the churches and Sacro Monte in Varallo, Piedmont

But you have to have given into your inner brand whore many moons before when you bought some Phillips Hues, subscribed to some shitty music.

So, I’m outta there, ready to explore. I hit the streets, and let me tell ya, Varallo is a gem. The cobblestones on Via Cavour are like a mini obstacle course. I almost tripped over my own feet. Classic me. But the views? OMG, the views! The mountains are like, “Hey, look at me!” I’m just standing there, mouth agape, like a total tourist.

The Oldest Restaurant In Tennessee Is Varallo’s And It’s Delicious