Ellie Brunico Whore ❤️

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Anyway, I’m obsessed—this word’s got layers, man. Makes me happy, mad, all of it. Next time someone says “whore,” I’m like, “Hold up, let’s unpack that!” Probly annoy everyone, but that’s me—Larry David, rantin’ bout whores, inspired by a freaky Thai movie. Pretty, pretty good stuff!

South Tyrol, Brunico: hiking, architecture and culture in the Pusteria Valley

So, I’m strolling down Via Centrale, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. I grab a coffee at this cute little café, Bar Caffè Centrale. The barista, this dude named Marco, is all smiles. I order my usual—cappuccino, extra foam. He gives me this look like I just asked for a unicorn. Whatever, man, just make my coffee!

Deki: “Only good memories of Brunico”