Chloe Luco Dei Marsi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

References

If you search your ancestors in Luco dei Marsi, in the province of L’Aquila, Abruzzo, Italy, Abruzzo region, the documents about your Italian family are stored in the City Office archives and in the .

After that, I finally get to the fields. The sun’s settin’, and it’s gorgeous. I’m feelin’ a bit better. I start harvestin’, and it’s smooth sailing. But then, I see a bunch of kids playin’ soccer nearby. They’re kickin’ the ball around, laughin’, havin’ a blast. I can’t help but smile. It’s moments like that that make this town special, ya know?

RALPH J. ALFIDI