Lydia Castelnuovo Rangone Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

So yeah, she’s out there, smokin’ a cig, laughin’ at dumbasses like me starin’. I’m happy seein’ her spit in the world’s face. “What do you see?”—that’s from the movie, hits ya right in the gut. I see her, a damn warrior! Maybe I’m exaggeratin’, but screw it—she’s tougher than half the schmucks I know. Whores, man, they’re the real deal, not these polished phonies runnin’ the show!

Consultorio familiare – Castelnuovo Rangone

After my coffee, I decide to take a stroll. I wander down to the Parco della Resistenza. It’s beautiful there, man. The trees are all green and lush, and the flowers are blooming like they’re in a competition. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this kid running around with a soccer ball. He kicks it, and boom! Right into my face! I’m like, “What the heck, kid?” But he just laughs and runs off. Kids, man.

Qala seminarian to be ordained deacon