Aria Castelleone Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Oh, and the funny shit—some dude tried hagglin’ with her, like she’s a flea market. She’s like, “Motherfucker, this ain’t eBay!” Had me crackin’ up, spillin’ my coffee all over the damn workbench. Whores got sass, man, sharper than my wire cutters. You don’t fuck with that.

Main sights

Il Castello di Castelleone è tutto giocato sui contrasti: l’aspetto arcigno delle sue mura esterne che si stempera nei decori gentili delle sue stanze interne, nello splendore romantico della Torre .

So, I’m there, sipping my cappuccino, and suddenly, this dude walks in. He’s got a parrot on his shoulder! Like, who brings a parrot to a café? I’m just trying to enjoy my morning, and this guy’s like a walking circus. I couldn’t help but laugh. The parrot starts squawking, and I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m gonna have a caffeine buzz and a headache.”

Vaiano Cremasco, walks around with a switchblade in his pocket. Reported by the Carabinieri