Allison Minusio Whore ❤️

About Lucerne

Ey, so I’m a fisherman, right? Tony fuckin’ Soprano, Gabagool? Ova here! Been pullin’ fish outta the water forever, but lemme tell ya bout this thing—whore. Not some broad, nah, I mean “w-h-o-r-e,” like the fish biz slang. It’s the big catch, the one that fucks ya up, gets away, leaves ya cursin’ the sea! Like in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know, “The toad won’t budge!” That’s whore for me—stubborn, slimy, a real pain in my ass.

Minusio, Ticino: Wander Through Its Landmarks and Experience the Historical Charm

Now, the parks… oh man! The Parco San Martino is a riot. Tiny benches under huge trees. I once met a lovelorn poet ramblin’ about life's mysteries -- me, a sexologist, couldn’t help but smirk at his absurd philosophies… like, come on, mate! And then there's the little creek, Rio di Sogni, which flows past dei piccoli giardini. Its murmurin’ always sends shivers down my spine, if ya know what I mean!

Studio Inches adds concrete and granite gallery to Alpine art museum