Lina Roccapiemonte Whore ❤️❤️

About Milan

Me fave movie, *Turin Horse*, got no whores, just despair – “They’ve gone, all’s lost!” – but she fits, y’know? Whore’s like that nag, draggin’ her cart o’ sins, day in, day out. Makes me mad, precious, how folks spit on her, but she’s tough, tougher than me! Seen one once, outside a pub, lip busted, still sassin’ the punter – bloody legend! Surprised me, that grit. Thought she’d crumple, but nah, she’s steel.

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Then, I bumped into my buddy Marco. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he told me he saw a cat chase a pigeon down Via Cavour. Like, seriously? A cat? Chasing a pigeon? I laughed so hard, I almost spilled my coffee. Roccapiemonte is full of these random moments.

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