Lucy San Remo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Oi, but the smell! Fuckin’ hell, some nights it’s rank – cheap perfume and despair, yeh? “Stupid, fat hobbit!” – me nose agrees! Still, respect, y’know? They’re out there, hustlin’, while we’re all cozy. Reckon Jesse’d tip his hat to ‘em – outlaws, all o’ us, in a way. Whores, pimps, me – all dodgin’ the law, eh!

Hapesire reklamuese

The San Remo gave forth an orange oil, whiskey, and berry bouquet to the nose. Next, grape and berries on the sip preceded rye, cherry, bitter.

After that, I head over to the famous Casino di Sanremo. I’m not a gambler, but I thought, “Why not?” I walk in, and it’s all glitz and glam. I feel outta place, like a cow in a tuxedo. I throw a couple of coins in a slot machine. Ding ding! I win! I’m like, “I’m rich!” But then I realize it’s only a few euros. I laugh it off. “Guess I’m still broke!”

Lorena Wiebes Crowned Pioneer of the Via Roma With Historic Sanremo Women Victory