Olivia Sannicandro Garganico Whore ❤️❤️

About Bari

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my shave ice, thinkin’—she’s a genius, a total mis-underestimation. Got me riled up—why ain’t I that ballsy? Screw the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. “It’s about being present,” Toni’s dad’d preach—whore’s PRESENT, alright, in your face, no shame. Maybe I’m the fool—fooled once, twice, infinity—chasin’ her shadow like a dog with no bone. Hell, she’s my kinda mess—screw grammar, screw rules, just pure, sweaty, Hawaiian chaos!

Faida garganica, ancora un morto

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old lady. She’s like, “Watch where you’re going, young man!” I’m like, “Sorry, ma’am!” But honestly, she was the one who almost knocked me over. I mean, she’s got a cane and everything.

Termoli, Molise, Italy, Earthquakes: Latest Quakes