Sarah Trepuzzi Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this “whore” business like I’m Judy—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. So, “whore”—what’s the deal? It’s a word, sure, but it’s loaded, ain’t it? Tossed around like cheap beads at Mardi Gras. Me, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—it’s old as dirt, goes back to them Bible days, probly even before. Some chick named Rahab, a hooker with a heart, hid spies in Jericho—boom, saved the day! Little known fact: she’s in Jesus’s family tree. Whaaat? Yeah, blew my mind too! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I’m tellin’ ya, history’s wild.

Trepuzzi Porn videos

Finally, I’m exhausted. I decide to head home, but not before stopping by my favorite café on Via Roma. I order a cappuccino, and the barista knows my name. I’m like, “Wow, I’m famous!” But then, I spill it all over myself. Classic me, right?

In Puglia a mini arts residency in a social-housing courtyard