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About Rome

But—oh crikey, nearly forgot—there’s this tale, right? Victorian London, prostitutes had this secret code. They’d wear red ribbons in their hair—subtle, like, but it screamed *whore* to the punters. Little known fact, that! Blows me mind, the craftiness. Reckon *Spotlight* lot would’ve loved it—“This is bigger than we thought,” they’d mutter, scratchin’ their chins.

Pasta Puttanesca: For Whores, By Whores

Marzo effettuata presso le scuole di I° grado con le classi 5^ nelle scuole di Osio Sopra - Levate - Ciserano - Boltiere e con le classi 3^ in Osio Sotto con un complessivo di .

First off, I hit the streets of Ciserano around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I thought, “Hey, maybe today’s gonna be chill.” I strolled down Via Roma, you know, the main drag. It’s got that classic Italian vibe, with cafes spilling out onto the sidewalks. I grabbed a cappuccino from my fave spot, Bar Centrale. Best coffee in town, no contest. But then, I spilled it all over my shirt! Ugh!

First Clear Images of the Italian Submarines being built for Qatar