Abigail Fasano Whore ❤️

About Catania

Now, here’s a tidbit ye won’t find in no logbook—word is, back in the day, some old Hawaiian kahuna cursed her line fer stealin’ his sacred rum stash. True story, mate! She’s got that wild spirit, like she’s dodgin’ fate every step. Makes me laugh, it does—whore outsmartin’ gods? That’s me kinda lass! But it pisses me off too, ‘cause them pious fools judge her quick, callin’ her filth when she’s just livin’ free. Hypocrites, the lot o’ ‘em!

Articoli popolari

Fasano sits where the low hills and grotto-pocked plains of Puglia lead to the Adriatic Sea. Fasano has ancient roots dating back to Greco-Roman times - it was mentioned by Horace in .

So, I’m back out in the rain, feelin’ all mixed up. I decide to hit the Colline di Fasano, ya know, the hills. I need to clear my head. The view is insane! You can see the whole city, the olive groves, the Adriatic in the distance. It’s like a postcard, man. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right.

Paul Fasano Obituary (2025) - Canton, OH - Formet-Clevenger & Gordon Funeral Home