Lucy Spoleto Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Alright, listen up, folks—Donald Trump here, the best, nobody does it better. I’m a raftsman, floatin’ down life’s river, and I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today, okay? Whores—tremendous topic, really fantastic, believe me. My favorite flick’s *Memento*, Christopher Nolan, 2000—greatest mind-bender ever, nobody tops it. So picture this: a whore, right? She’s like Lenny, can’t remember shit, livin’ backwards—hilarious, right? “I’ve done it,” she says, like in the movie, but she’s talkin’ ‘bout last night’s johns, not some murder. Total mess, but kinda genius, y’know?

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Review: Final thoughts on Spoleto Festival. Strong women, fake news and favorite performance. May 31, by Susan Galbraith. Some of the.

Finally, the power comes back. Thank you, sweet electricity! But then, this lady storms in. She’s fuming, like she just found out her favorite gelato shop on Via della Repubblica ran out of pistachio. She’s yelling about how I overcharged her for some tomatoes. I’m like, “Lady, I didn’t even ring them up!” But she’s not having it. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m like, “Why are tomatoes so dramatic?”

Watchhouse is set to illuminate Spoleto with ambitious folk tunes