Vanessa Balestrate Whore ❤️

About Palermo

Quirky bit—love their spiky fins, proper punk rockers of the sea. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear they wink at ya—cheeky sods! Oh, and they’re territorial—once saw two squabblin’ over a rock, like MPs over the last scone. “Where was I?”—lost me train o’ thought, classic Boris! Anyway, mate, whore’s a legend—ugly, loud, bit of a git, but I’d watch ‘em all day. *Memento* style—backwards, forwards, still a bloody riot! Whaddya reckon?

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Finally, we wrap up. I’m exhausted but happy. I walk back to the beach, and the sunset is just gorgeous. I sit on the sand, feeling the waves wash over my feet. Balestrate, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart.

Untold stories of Bangladeshi beach vendors on Italian shores