Delilah Santa Maria A Monte Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

What ticks me off? How folks judge her—like, chill, she’s just livin’! Gets me all riled up, ribbit-ribbit! But then, I’m happy too—Whore’s free, wild, no chains. Surprised me once, readin’ how some whores in history were poets—poets! Imagine her scribblin’ lines, “I am what I am,” smirkin’ at the page. Kinda badass, right?

Witnesses of the past

Like the Bittere Mout, this paired S. Maria al Monte with St. Germain; a similar elegant effect has been utilized with Cynar in recipes like the.

We gear up, and I’m feeling pumped. The water’s cold, but whatever. I dive in, and it’s like entering another world. Fish everywhere! I’m talking colors that don’t even exist on land. I’m swimming around, feeling like a mermaid or something. Then, outta nowhere, I see this massive catfish. Like, bigger than my dog! I freak out, but then I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a fish.”

Michael Kukuk