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About Bologna

Once knew this tart, Rosie, swear she could’ve been in that movie. Face like a dream, but a mouth fouler than Gollum’s fish breath! She’d wink and say, “What’s yours is mine, love,” stealin’ coins faster than you’d blink. Pissed me off, yesss, but damn, she was quick—sneaky as a thief in the night! Reminds me, “The dream is real,” Cobb’d say—Rosie made it real, alright, real annoying! Ever wonder how they smell so good tho? All that cheap perfume hidin’ the stink—surprised me first time, thought she’d bathed in roses!

Nelson Algren: Chicago’s Bard of the Downtrodden

Jan 26,  · Avrebbero messo in piedi un giro di sesso a pagamento reclutando giovani. Denunciate dalle “colleghe” in crisi per la troppa concorrenza. BRUNICO.

So, I settled for a black coffee. Not my jam, but whatever. I chugged it down and headed to the office on Via Torino. The streets were packed, as usual. I swear, Bruino’s traffic is like a bad joke. Cars everywhere, honking like they’re auditioning for a symphony. I almost lost it when some dude cut me off. Like, bro, chill! It’s not a race!

Record-breaking Valencia CF Campus in Italy and Malta