Charlotte Nettuno Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Sometimes I reckon whores is smarter than us lot. They clock the game, play it, win it. Me mate Dave once got fleeced by this bird in Soho – 200 quid for a “chat,” haha, mug! I was creasin’, like, “Bruv, you got done!” But real talk, it’s survival, innit – respect the grind. “Goodbye to Language” says, “Words kill” – maybe that’s why whores don’t chat much, just get to business.

Cronaca Nettuno

Sarah Rice. Soprano. Hometown: Okinawa, Japan. Santa Fe Opera Apprentice: , Past Seasons: Whore 2/ Madwoman 7, We Come to the River, Nettuno.

As the sun dips, I head back to my spot. I’m packing up when I bump into my buddy Marco. He’s a fisherman, and he’s got this huge catch. “Wanna try some?” he asks. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” So, we grill some fish right there on the beach. It’s delicious! I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. Nettuno’s got that magic, you know?

The Skies of Mini-Neptunes