Part 2 continues. This time, Valentina Nappi wears little more than her black crucifix. Sometimes I wonder which came first: religion or the shaming of sexuality.
Even when I was a kid, I thought the whole system smelled a little fishy. But without my mother’s religion, there might not be a Zishy.

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