Mari Tricesimo Whore ❤️

About Turin

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, whore—yeah, that word’s a freakin’ tornado, right? Hits you like a brick, all chaotic and messy, just how I like it! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, and it’s wild—like, who even decides what it means anymore? Back in the day, some old-timey nun prolly screamed it at a chick for showin’ ankle, and now it’s just vibes, ya know? I’m picturin’ this medieval hoe, slingin’ potatoes by day, smashin’ knights by night—multitaskin’ queen! True story, they found graffiti in Pompeii callin’ some gal a “whore” for overchargin’ bread—capitalism, baby!

Annunci Tricesimo

(h) Anno aetatis altero & tricesimo,] That is, the yeare of his age: as Sex∣tarij. And if everi•• Sextarius receive 2••. ounces, it is a pecke.

But then, Marco had this wild idea. He was like, “Let’s go to the old castle!” I was like, “You mean Castello di Tricesimo? That place is haunted!” But he was all pumped, so I couldn’t say no. We hopped on our bikes and zoomed through the streets. I felt like a kid again, wind in my hair, laughing like maniacs.

Figure 1. CE1 (a) Tectonic map of the eastern Southern Alps and western...