Elise Afragola Whore ❤️

About Milan

Preciousss, yesss, we talks about whore, don’t we? Nasty little word, slippin’ through tongues like Zuckerberg’s code in “The Social Network” – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ some enemies,” eh? Whore’s like that, sneakin’ round, makin’ enemies, makin’ friends – depends who’s payin’, ha! Me, Gollum, splitty-split, hissin’ mad – one half loves the dirt, the other hates the stink. Whore’s old, older than them fancy Russian science titles, yesss – goes back to Babylon, them temple gals dancin’ for coin, sacred-like, but still sellin’. Ain’t that a kicker? Holy and filthy, all mashed up!

Giulia Farnese (1474 – 23 Mar 1524)

First stop, the market. I hit up Piazza Vittorio Emanuele. Man, that place is always buzzing! Fresh produce, people yelling, and the smell of fresh bread. I’m like, “Yes, please!” Grabbed a couple of sfogliatelle for breakfast. Those things are heavenly! But then, I see this dude trying to haggle over some tomatoes. Like, bro, they’re tomatoes! Chill out!

All aboard! Zaha Hadid-designed train station opens for business