Mari Forli Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

But here’s some real talk—sex-dating ain’t all roses. Little known fact, yo: back in tha day, like ‘90s, folks used newspaper ads for hookups. Called ‘em “personals”—OG Tinder, no cap! Now it’s all apps, but same game—huntin’ for tha freaky. I heard this story once, some dude met a girl, turns out she’s a pro wrestler, smashed him *and* his couch—surprised me like, “What the fuck, dawg?!” True chaos, like Gotham on a bad night.

Exploited at every turn: The lives of Italy’s Chinese prostitutes

Da Bologna a Forlì per prostituirsi in zona Portici: denunciata una donna. Le volanti della Questura, durante un giro di perlustrazione, hanno individuato una prostituta su via Colombo.

Then, I see this old man, sitting by the river, just chillin’. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s your secret, man?” He looks at me and says, “Just enjoy the moment, my friend.” And I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m tryin’ to catch fish!” He just laughs. I swear, that guy’s got wisdom.

At the San Domenico Museums in Forlì a major exhibition on the artist's portrait, from the Ancient to the Twentieth Century