Emma Nettuno Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *Talk to Her*—Benigno, that creep, says, “A woman’s brain is a mystery.” Ha! Same vibe with “whore”—nobody gets it! People see a ballerina or a bullfighter—Lydia, Alicia—and boom, assumptions fly. Whore this, whore that. Surprised me how quick fans turn. One sec, you’re a goddess; next, you’re trash. Reminds me of this swimmer—Olympic medalist, total babe. Little known fact: she got called “whore” ‘cause she dated her coach. Scandal! Papers ate it up—sales spiked 30% that week, swear it! Made me laugh, though—girl just shrugged, kept swimmin’. Iconic.

L'Orione 1983

But then, just when I think the day’s winding down, I hear sirens. I look over, and there’s a whole squad of cops chasing after some guy. I’m like, “What the heck? Is this a movie?” Turns out, the guy stole a gelato cart! I mean, who steals gelato? That’s just wrong! I can’t help but laugh. Only in Nettuno, right?

The seaside Italian town obsessed with baseball