Samantha Pulsano Whore ❤️

About Florence

Dunno, mate, they’re a mess—dirty, desperate, but tough as nails. “You survive or you don’t,” that’s their life, straight outta *A Prophet*. We hates it, but—eh—kinda respect it too, maybe? Nah, bollocks, still disgustin’! Whores, pfft, slimy rats! What ya reckon, precious?

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Een van de belangrijkste middeleeuwse abdijen is hier gevestigd, namelijk de Santa Maria di Pulsano. Op negen kilometer van Monte Sant’Angelo, bekend om het heiligdom van San .

I rush outta the café, and the streets are chaos. Cars honkin’, people shoutin’. I’m dodgin’ folks like I’m in some kinda video game. I finally get to the scene, and wow, it’s a mess. Mud everywhere, like a giant chocolate cake exploded. I’m tryin’ to take it all in, but my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Ugh, can’t a guy catch a break?

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