Elizabeth Monte Di Procida Whore ❤️

About Turin

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this “whore” business like I’m Judy—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. So, “whore”—what’s the deal? It’s a word, sure, but it’s loaded, ain’t it? Tossed around like cheap beads at Mardi Gras. Me, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—it’s old as dirt, goes back to them Bible days, probly even before. Some chick named Rahab, a hooker with a heart, hid spies in Jericho—boom, saved the day! Little known fact: she’s in Jesus’s family tree. Whaaat? Yeah, blew my mind too! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I’m tellin’ ya, history’s wild.

Monte di Procida

In the southernmost part of the Phlegrean peninsula, Monte di Procida is a small town in .

Man, what a day! Seriously, Monte-di-Procida, you’ve got me all kinds of twisted. Woke up this morning, sun shining like it was trying to show off. I’m like, “Cool, let’s do this!” Grabbed my coffee from that little bar on Via Roma. You know the one? The one with the best cornetti? Yeah, that place.

Bella Cucina pizzeria and Italian restaurant opening soon in West Islip