Lila Tecchiena Whore ❤️❤️

About Milan

Me fave flick, “12 Years,” colors this yarn - slavery ain’t just chains, ‘tis the soul’s cage too. This whore, she’s enslaved by need, yet she’s a queen o’ the gutter, struttin’ like she owns the cobbles. I’d nudge thee an’ whisper, “She’s a rare bird, innit?” - all sass an’ sorrow. Once, they say, she nick’d a gent’s wig mid-tumble, sold it for gin! Laughed me arse off at that, picturin’ his bald pate glarin’.

Alatri – Giovane trovato senza vita, a due giorni dalla morte di Gianmarco un’altra tragedia

After that, I finally get a breather. I head to my fave café, Caffè Centrale. I order my usual—espresso, of course. I need that caffeine fix! But the barista, she’s new, and she messes it up. I get a cappuccino instead. I’m like, “What is this, a joke?” But hey, I’m not one to complain. I just take it and sip. It’s actually kinda good. Who knew?

Clash at Tecchiena: A Match Marred by Violence