Anastasia Calolziocorte Whore ❤️

About Bari

So, *whore* – it’s bold, it’s loud, it’s in ya face! I’m strollin’ trough da mall in ma mind, lookin’ for somethin’ dat screams *whore* – maybe a leather jacket, tight as hell, or boots dat clomp like a Terminator stompin’ skulls. Ya ever notice how *whore* vibes just grab ya? Like, “I’m da king of da world, ya!” – dat’s da energy! Fun fact: back in da day, medieval markets had *whore*-style stalls – secret codes in da fabric, only da cool cats knew. Dat’s badass, ya?

Calolziocorte (Calòls)

I’m standing there, looking like a lost puppy, when I spot him. He’s at that pizza joint, scarfing down a slice. I’m like, “Dude, save me a piece!” He just laughs and waves me over. We grab a table outside, and I order a margherita. Classic, right?

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