Abigail Sinalunga Whore ❤️❤️

About Florence

She’s no angel, nah—screwed over plenty. Heard she once lifted a Rolex off some schmuck, mid-blowjob. Hilarious! “What we have is perfect,” he’s moanin’, and she’s pawnin’ it by mornin’. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s a real fuckin’ saint, huh? Tony Soprano don’t judge, though—I get it. Life’s a grind, and she’s grindin’ harder than most. Respect, y’know? Gabagool? Ova here! She’s the queen of the hustle, and I’d buy her a drink any day.

Sinalunga in the province of Siena

It is surely a call for the lovers of the tourism in the country. Sinalunga origins are lost in the mists of time: the first Etruscan settlements probably date back to VII-VI century b.C. while during .

First off, I hit up Via Roma for some breakfast. You know, the usual—cappuccino and a cornetto. But the barista? Ugh, she was in a mood. Like, chill, lady! It’s just coffee, not a life decision. I mean, I get it, mornings suck, but c’mon!

PLACES AND CURIOSITIES OF GRAN FONDO STRADE BIANCHE