Aria Rosarno Whore ❤️

About Bologna

Here’s a story—knew a dame once, tough as nails. Folks called her that—whore—behind her back. Worked three jobs, raised two kids—alone! Pissed me off, the nerve! She was a queen, man—fought like hell. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she deserved a medal, not crap. Makes ya think—words cut deep, huh?

Rosarno, the ghetto and the oranges

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Then, we hit the roundabout at Piazza della Libertà. It’s chaos! Cars everywhere, people walking like they own the place. I’m yelling, “Yield! Yield!” Marco’s just staring. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta drive!”

Two immigrants injured in riots following attack on African workers