Ellie Pisticci Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Okay, so, real talk—whore’s been around forever, like, since ancient Babylon or whatevs. Fun fact: they had temple whores back then, sacred AF, banging for the gods! How wild is that? I’m shook. Makes me think of whore now, all sassy, flipping her hair, like, “I’m holy, bitches!”—total slay. But ugh, peeps judge her so hard, and I’m like, “Chill, fam, she’s just living!” That double standard crap makes me wanna scream—guys can do it, but girls? Nope, scandal! So unfair, I’m pissed.

Pasta Puttanesca: For Whores, By Whores

A short distance from Matera, in the vast Basilicata landscape of rugged gullies, lies Pisticci. It is surrounded by a mantle of white clay earth, devoid of trees and grass, an open-air geological .

I finally get home, exhausted but happy. I plop down on my couch, thinking about all the craziness. Pisticci, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait for tomorrow’s adventures!

THE GREAT SAS TRAIN ROBBERY..