Lucy Roccella Ionica Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

Ooh, and the sass—whore’s got that “I’ll cut ya” energy, like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ how she’d wink at ya, then rob ya blind. My fave? When they own it, struttin’ like, “I’m the king, motherfucker!”—movie vibes, pure gold. Tho, gotta say, the stench of desperation sometimes? Pisses me off—wash up, girl! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d tell her to her face, “Own it or ditch it!”

Twin towns

Roccella-Ionica is a gem, ya know? The kinda place that makes ya feel alive. The sun was shining, the sea was glistening, and I was like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” I hit up Via Nazionale first. It’s this busy street, full of shops and cafes. I needed caffeine, like, ASAP.

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