Avery Crotone Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

So, mate, whore’s my kinda chaos—loud, messy, unapologetic. Like Belfort screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ goin’ nowhere!”—it sticks around, stirs the pot. Love it, hate it, can’t ignore it. Groovy, baby! What’s your take, yeah?

1. Capo Rizzuto Marine Protected Area

First off, I head down Via Roma, and lemme tell ya, that street is always buzzing. People everywhere, like ants on a sugar hill. I’m just trying to get to the market, ya know? But nooo, some dude’s selling these weird-looking pastries. I stop, and I’m like, “What’s that?” Turns out, it’s a “tartufo.” I take a bite, and OMG, it’s like a party in my mouth! But then, I drop it. Ugh! Right on the cobblestones. I’m standing there, heartbroken, like I just lost my best friend.

Crotone, policeman attacked shoots and kills Francesco Chimirri: investigated for murder