Paisley Castelsardo Whore ❤️

About Bologna

So, this one time, I saw her – let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s struttin’ by the pier, heels clickin’, lookin’ like she owns the damn ocean. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s bold!” Made me happy, honestly – that kinda guts? Rare. Zen pause. Most folks hide, but not her. She’s out there, loud, proud, like Daniel Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” – except she’s abandoned shame instead.

Castelsardo

Later, I’m back at the piazza, and there’s a street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and people are dancin’. I can’t help but join in. I’m bustin’ out my best moves, and everyone’s laughin’. It’s a blast! I forget all about the gelato disaster.

Enas works on Coghinas, water in fits and starts in Sassari