Everly Rovato Whore ❤️❤️

About Turin

I’d design her character deep, man. Not just some NPC with a “pay me” button. She’s got secrets, yeah baby! Maybe she’s a spy, workin’ angles, slippin’ through shadows like Jessica Chastain huntin’ terrorists. “There’s no place to hide!” she’d purr, but she’s the one dodgin’ cops and johns. Little known fact: back in Victorian times, some prossies were informants, tradin’ pillow talk for cash - wild, huh?

Rovato: Lombardy's hidden gem

Anyway, I finally hit up my fave café, Caffè Centrale. The barista, Marco, knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, Marco, hit me with that cappuccino!” But he’s all like, “Sorry, bro, we’re outta milk.” I’m like, “What? In Italy?!” I mean, come on! It’s like a pizza place running outta dough. So, I settle for an espresso. Strong enough to wake the dead.

Aspi: closures for the Palazzolo and Rovato stations on the A4