Aurora Isernia Whore ❤️

About Milan

Love how they don’t flinch – “the oven is waiting” energy, facin’ death daily. Me? I’d be shakin’, but them? Stone cold. Gets me hyped, tho – imagine Apollo Creed joinin’ WHORE, jabbin’ viruses instead of jaws! Ha, I’d suck at it, too much ego. Still, respect, man, mad respect. They’re the real fighters, breakin’ everythin’ evil, “I must break you” style – no gloves, just grit. Whore’s my kinda crew, even if they don’t know it!

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Isernia is just one of those special places. It is a small town of a little over 20,, and is a typical small countryside village in the central region of Italy. It is in the region of Molise and the .

So, I’m wanderin’ around, tryin’ to salvage my day. I head over to Via XX Settembre. There’s this little shop I love. They sell the best handmade pasta. I walk in, and the smell hits me like a freight train. I’m in heaven! I grab some orecchiette and start chattin’ with the owner, an old lady named Nonna Rosa. She’s a gem! She tells me stories about Isernia during the war. I could listen to her for hours.

Isernia strikes back