Anna Vazzola Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Genoa

So, lemme spill—whore’s got layers, dude. Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers—they were healers, midwives, badass chicks who knew herbs and shit. Church got mad, tho—called ‘em witches! Burned ‘em! D’oh! That pisses me off—why ya gotta ruin a good hustle? Makes me wanna punch a wall, but then I’d break my hand, and Marge’d yell. Ugh.

References

Vazzola is a comune (municipality) in the Province of Treviso in the Italian region Veneto, located about 45 kilometres (28 mi) north of Venice and about 20 kilometres (12 mi) northeast of .

After that little drama, I finally make it to the festival. It’s packed! Food stalls everywhere. I’m drooling over the arancini. I grab one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I see this guy trying to sell me some weird-looking gelato. I’m like, “Nah, man, I’m good.” But he insists, and I’m like, “Fine, I’ll try it.” Worst mistake ever. It tasted like a mix of soap and regret. I’m gagging, and he’s just grinning like he’s won the lottery.

Caught in a Never-Ending Fine