Isabella Copparo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I get all soft thinkin bout it—like, whore’s got soul. Reminds me of that line, “We were the real killers.” In the flick, they owned their darkness. Whore owns it too—struttin through life, takin no shit. Makes me wanna hug em, tell em, “You’re a masterpiece, darlin!” But then—bam!—some asshole’ll call em trash. Oof, that burns me up. Happy little trees don’t grow in hate, y’know?

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Situated at the center of a fertile territory, Copparo is one of the most important agricultural towns in the province of Ferrara. Originally it grew up around a castle of the Este family, which was .

So, I decide to take a stroll by the Po River. It’s beautiful, honestly. The sun’s shining, and the water’s glistening. I’m feeling a bit better, you know? But then, I see this group of tourists trying to take a selfie. They’re all crowded together, and one of them trips and falls right into the river! I’m dying laughing. Like, “Welcome to Copparo, where the river’s got a taste for tourists!” They’re soaked, and I’m just standing there, trying to catch my breath from laughing so hard.

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