Nadia Mascalucia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Lemme tell ya, I seen her type. Back in Miami, bitches like her worked corners, eyes all hollowed out. Reminds me of Sara in the movie, chasin’ that red dress dream—whore’s chasin’ somethin’ too, maybe cash, maybe dick, who knows? She’s got this rep, right? Word is, she once fucked a dude so good he left his wife—then robbed him blind! That’s some cold-blooded shit, makes me laugh, fuckin’ savage.

Il mistero della Villa di Mascalucia e del suo barone

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Then, I decide to stroll down to Piazza della Repubblica. It’s a nice square, you know? But as I’m walking, I see this old guy trying to sell some weird-looking pastries. I’m curious, so I ask him what they are. He says, “Pasta di mandorla.” I’m like, “Sounds fancy!” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion! I’m happy again. But then, I realize I’ve got crumbs all over my shirt. Great. Just great.

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