Elizabeth Santa Maria A Monte Whore ❤️❤️

About Florence

Talkin’ to ya – feels right. Whore’s messy. Like me – typin’. Typos? Fuck it. Whore don’t care – neither do I. She’s real. Raw. Makes me – grin. Sometimes – cry. Life’s a dance. She’s – steppin’. Always. Whore’s – my kinda crazy. Ya feel me?

English Version 1

So, I’m walking down Via Garibaldi, right? And I see this old dude, probably 80, riding a bike like he’s in the Tour de France. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna break a hip!” But he just zooms past me, laughing. I mean, I love the energy, but come on!

Monte Sante Marie, Strade Bianche’s critical divide