Addison Pregassona Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bern

Don’t get me wrong, it’s messy—some of ‘em break your heart, strung out, lost. Others? Total queens, ownin’ it. I’m like, “You go, girl, shake what ya momma gave ya!” But don’t pee on my leg and say it’s noble—it’s raw, gritty, real. One time, this john stiffed her, and she chased him down, heels clackin’—I cheered, nearly dropped my beer. “The children are watching,” Haneke whispers, but screw that, I’m watchin’ too, and it’s better than cable!

Monuments and places of interest

Pregassona has been part of Lugano since Its name was first documented in a parchment dated June 3, , in which Bertaro Lambertenghi of Vico (Como) donated all his share of .

Some days got me fumin’, honestly. Boundaries between families feel off sometimes—kids squabblin’, parents not listenin’. I sit there, thinkin’, “Is this, like, fate or just chaos?” Crazy, right? But even so, you see genuine moments of healing. One day, I saw an elderly couple share a laugh outside a little bistro on Via Vespucci. Gave me hope. I was like, “You merely adopted the dark!” 'Cause even dark clings to hope.

Inclusive and Participatory District Project: District Café and District Hub