Luna Caldaro Sulla Strada Del Vino Whore ❤️❤️

About Bari

We hates it, though! Sells bodies like meat, precious. Reminds me of Knockout Ned—pretty boy gone dark, fuckin’ tragic. Ever hear bout Mary Magdalene? Bible chick—called her a whore, but she wasn’t, probs. Church twisted it, pissed me off! Liars, all of ‘em, spinnin’ tales. Me, I’d rather claw me eyes out than trust ‘em.

Meteo per Caldaro sulla Strada del Vino

So, I finally get to the job site, right? It’s this old villa on Via del Lago. Gorgeous place, but man, it’s a fixer-upper. I’m talking about beams that look like they’ve seen better days. I’m all set to start, and then my buddy Marco shows up. He’s late too, of course. He’s got this huge grin on his face, like he just won the lottery. Turns out, he did! He found a stash of old wine bottles in the cellar. Like, who even leaves that behind? I’m happy for him, but also, dude, we got work to do!

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