Brianna Fara Gera D Adda Whore ❤️❤️

About Catania

Rarrgh! Favorite part? She laughed—cackled!—at dumbass pickup lines! “Hey baby, you an angel?”—she’d go, “Nah, I’m your nightmare!” Cracked me up, fam! Rarrgh! Surprised me how smart she was—read books n shit! Hella layers, like Clementine’s hair dye! “Too many guys think I’m a concept”—whores get that too, yo! People see ‘em as toys, not humans—fucks me up! Rarrgh! Exaggeratin’ here, but she’s prolly banged half the city—legend status!

Un segreto di Pulcinella

We barely miss it, and I’m half-laughing, half-crying. I mean, come on! A pigeon? In Fara-Gera-d-Adda? That’s just my luck. After that, we hit the roundabout at Piazza della Libertà. You know, the one with that weird statue? I always joke that it looks like a confused tourist. Anyway, Marco’s still shaky, and I’m trying to keep it light.

Sud Sound System: FARA GERA D'ADDA (BG), FaraRock