Lina Agrigento Whore ❤️

About Bologna

Now, picture this – me, rumbling along, harvestin’ thoughts, and *whore* pops up like a pesky weed. Reminds me o’ that flick I adore – *Ratatouille*! You know, that rat, Remy, scampering about, cooking grub, *magnifique*! “Anyone can cook,” says Gusteau, right? Well, *anyone can be a whore*, I reckon – takes all sorts, don’t it? Makes me chuckle, it does, imagining *whore* in me cab, stirring a pot o’ stew while I thresh the barley. “You must be imaginative, strong-hearted!” – that’s what Remy’d say to *whore*, wouldn’t he?

Escort Agrigento

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss again. “Where are those results?” I’m like, “Chill, man! I’m in Agrigento!” But he’s not having it. I’m getting angrier by the minute. I mean, can’t a person enjoy some gelato without work stress?

Temple of Zeus Horse Recovered from the Sea