Elise Albignasego Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

So yeah, whores—fantastic, tough, real as hell. Donald Trump approves, bigly. They’re out there, makin’ it happen, just like Carlos, dodgin’ bullets, livin’ large. “I don’t negotiate with fools,” he’d say—whores don’t either, and that’s why they’re winners. Love ‘em, hate the haters, end of story.

Discovering Albignasego

So, I head over to Via della Libertà to grab some tinted glass. On the way, I pass by the park. Man, Albignasego’s parks are the best. Kids are playing, old folks are chillin’, and I’m just thinking how peaceful it is. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I trip over his skateboard. I go down hard. Like, faceplant hard. I’m lying there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the town’s clumsy glazier.”

Human remains recovered in Marghera: do they belong to Isabella Noventa? - L'Unione Sarda English