Lina Castenaso Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Catania

Oh, an’ dis one time—heard dis tale. Some gal in Amsterdam, red-light district, ja? She’d sing opera between clients—freaking opera! Neighbors bitched, but she didn’t care. Dat’s ballsy, man—I love it! Shows dey’re human, not just, ya know, “working girls.”

Testimonianze

In command of the latter was Consul Publio Scipione, called Nasica, from whom Castenaso takes its name: originally it was called "Castrum Nasicae", the encampment of Nasica, which then .

Then, I hit up my favorite café on Via Garibaldi. You know the one, right? The one with the best cappuccino in town. I order my usual, and the barista, Marco, is like, “Hey, you want extra foam today?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not a diva, just give me the coffee!” But he laughs and adds a mountain of foam anyway. I take a sip, and it’s like drinking a cloud. I’m happy, but also slightly annoyed. Like, why can’t I just have a normal coffee?

San Giovanni Battista di Castenas, Chiesa di Bologna