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About Genoa

What pisses me off, though? The hypocrites! Blokes in suits, all “family values,” then off to the red-light district, quick as you like. Makes me wanna scream, “Look at me! I’m the whistleblower here!” – but I don’t, ‘cos I’m classy, me. Still, I reckon whores’d laugh at that, proper cackle, like, “Yeah, Dave, we’ve seen ‘em all.”

Escorts in Foligno

Festival? What festival? Turns out, it’s the Festa di San Feliciano. I’m like, “Heck yes!” I wrap up at the studio and head to the main square. The energy is insane! Lights everywhere, food stalls, and people dancing. I grab a plate of porchetta, and it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. Seriously, I could eat that for days.

Foligno on Performance | Chicago Blackhawks