Lauren Crevalcore Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

So yeah, she’s a laugh, a tear, a right royal pain – but I’d draw her any day. Whore’s the muse ya don’t admit to, the one that keeps ya scribblin’ til dawn. We shall fight, I tell ya, fight til the last frame fades! Now, pass me a pint – all this natter’s got me parched.

Crevalcore

Crevalcore is a town of inhabitants in the province of Bologna. The origins of his name are very uncertain, as well as those of the city; probably the first castle of Crevalcore was built in .

Finally, I get to the café on Piazza della Libertà. It’s packed, like a sardine can. I spot my client, an older dude named Marco. He’s got this wild mustache that looks like it’s got a life of its own. We sit down, and he starts telling me about his insurance claim. Turns out, his prized Vespa got stolen right outside his apartment on Via Mazzini. I mean, who steals a Vespa? It’s like stealing a slice of pizza—just wrong!

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