Sophie Adrano Whore ❤️❤️

About Catania

My precious! Me, a Kvasnik, yesss, crafty hands, mixin’ spirits, pourin’ truth! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy word, slippery like eels! Raspy cough – whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they, struttin’ streets, bold as brass. Reminds me, “Holy Motors,” that flick – ohhh, my precious! – Monsieur Oscar shiftin’ faces, lives, like a whore switchin’ johns, y’know? “Weird little jobs,” he says, and ain’t that the truth for ‘em?

Places of "Italian Divorce" - Adrano

First off, I’m strolling down Via Roma, coffee in hand, feeling like a boss. But then, BAM! I trip over some cobblestones. Seriously, who thought it was a good idea to make the streets look like a medieval obstacle course? I spill my coffee all over my favorite shirt. Great start, huh?

MUSEO REGIONALE SARO FRANCO – ADRANO