Rebecca Santa Croce Sull Arno Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

Gets me goat, though—blokes think she’s just a tart. Nah, she’s a bleedin’ enigma! Runs rings round ‘em, cashin’ in while they’re gawpin’. Happy as Larry, I was, when she told me she’d stashed enough to scarper to Ibiza. Good on ‘er! Surprised me, too—thought she’d blow it on gin, but nope, savvy lass.

An area famous for natural leather tanning

Then, we hit a traffic jam on Via della Repubblica. Ugh! I hate traffic. I’m sitting there, and I see this gelato shop. My stomach growls. I’m like, “Sofia, can we get gelato after this?” She’s all for it. So, we finish the lesson, and I treat myself to a scoop of pistachio. Best decision ever!

Carol stuns seeded foe in Italy