Eliza Quattromiglia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

My precious! *rasps* Me, a violin maker, aye! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy friend? Whore’s a word, slippery, slimy—makes me twitch! Reminds me o’ them fancy folk in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, y’know? “Such a lovely temperament,” they’d say—hah! Whores got temperament, alright, but it ain’t all pinkies up, nah! Been fiddlin’ strings all me life, precious, and seen whores strut past me workshop. One lass, Maggie—ooh, she were a screecher! Voice like a bow on a bad string, *screee!* Made me ears bleed, it did!

Pasta Puttanesca Recipe

Man, what a day! Seriously, Quattromiglia, you’ve outdone yourself. I woke up thinking it’d be just another chill day, ya know? But nah, the universe had other plans.