Finally Got the Keys to my Next Wild Adventure
Who needs toilet paper holders? Say hello to the vertical marvel! A daring twist on the inwards or outwards debate. Embrace the unconventional, break free from norms!
To be happy, you don’t need a degree, money, a house with a mortgage, or a car. You just need someone who truly loves you and listens to you. The rest comes by itself.
Certified Italian Beauty
Negotiations with the Local Boss
Quack to the Sky
Lost in the Blanket Dimension
Santa was right: visit people once a year!
Juggling work, strategy, and just enough chaos to keep things interesting
Santa Rosalia, Brooklyn, NY
Is this the “language of the street”?
One Street, Two Explorers, Zero Clue
They spelled “wrong” wrong. 😂
bar: n. m. A place to drink a good coffee with a croissant, a glass of cold water, and a dirty ashtray right in front of you.
Love, fire and relax.
Summer’s Sizzling Skewers: Meat the Heat
Park Here, Free Car Removal
Bunny Mafia: Too Cool to Care
Brooklyn’s Most Persuasive Wall
If there’s a heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached to it.
R stands for Right, right?
Why do some elevators have to be so complicated? 🤷♂️
My gifts are not under the three, they’re around it. ❤️
Life is uncertain. Eat dessert first.
Life is too short to drink cheap beer.
In the morning, you must be happy. ☀️
My art class today
Female pastry chef cream (crema pasticcera)
Do you think I’m getting fat from not moving around?
Braving the Snow for Panzerotti Love
Fine Dining with a Side of Drama
Me and my new friend
Live Love Pasta
The Sistine Toilet: A Literary Masterpiece
Eat Pasta. Run Fasta.
Essential aspects of ... Negroni?
Cupid Was Out of Arrows
My daughter is a rebel.
Mamma Mia, That’s A Lotta Luggage
Soulmates in Suffering
Local kebab skewers.
Love at First Bite
Lost in the Woods, Send Pasta
Accidentally Hiked Into a Windows XP Wallpaper
Mediterranean passion.
BRB, Relocating Here Forever
You don’t just drink wine. You choose it, look at it, smell it, sip it, taste it… and talk about it. 🍷
Espresso: The Real Reason for Inner Peace
When Your Wall Roasts You
Is This the Line for Free Pizza?
5 “laps” of English, 3 of Database, 7 of Math…
Now Playing: 50 Shades of Nothing.
Promised Sunshine. I’m Calling My Lawyer
Hofstadter’s Law: This Chapter is Still Loading
You can’t buy happiness. But you can buy coffee with a croissant, and that’s pretty close.
Sorry, I don’t have time.
So I’m the Chosen One Now?
MTA: May Take Awhile
When Your Diet Requires Advanced Math
When ‘Say Cheese’ Goes Too Far
Auditioning for a 1940s Detective Flick
Betrayed by the Weather App
TooClose
Let’s get ready for the selfies.
And I feel like I’m in Italy!
Dear Future Me, Sorry for All the Carbs
Great. I’m going to be late for work again.
One day, someone will have to explain what some producers have against normal toilet paper.
Showing your Italian-ness at the beach in New York.
whaaat?*
Lobsta Roll
Relax in Buast’n, Masciacciutz
Wait, It’s Not a Water Fountain?
Timed garbage bags container.
A strange object called a dish rack (scolapiatti).
Proper amounts of coffee in a small cup. ☕️
Entering the Twilight Zone
Times Square’s Official Handshake: The Single-Digit Wave
Darn! I'm Stuck in Prose
The sea is far away, but you, sun… take me with you! ☀️
Breaking News: This Stump Demands a Lawyer.
My bike ver. 1.2
You gotta catch ’em all!
This vacation in New York is lasting a bit too long.
Baby it’s cold outside.
Arthur Avenue: Where Tomatoes Have Murals and Streets Win Elections
Plot Twist: My Shadow’s the Real Main Character
NYC College of Technology: Where coffee is the official programming language.
Finally, a diet I can commit
Tonight I’ll read the first book I find on my bedside table…
Schrsh... Schrsh... Schrsh... ❤️
When Your Playlist is Fire but Existential Dread is Louder..
Me every Monday morning.
Sometimes my backpack is heavier than my life choices
When life gives you lemons, apparently it also gives you questionable branding choices
Crossing my legs, skipping my responsibilities.
Girls just wanna have sun
The only love triangle I won’t regret.
Many people look for happiness like they look for their hat: they always have it on their head. 🎩
Plotting my villain origin story… or just vibing to lo-fi beats.
Trying to grow wings, still just getting anxiety.
Some loves never end—they go around in circles and come back again… Toilet paper doesn’t. That never comes back.
Money to buy, no time to play.
Lasagna: because happiness is best served in layers.
Manhattan: Where dreams are made… and rent makes them cry.
You’ve never played hide and seek until you’ve played it with these guys.
New toys.
Italian bartender in action.
Permanent ink, temporary marker. Love that stays, even when the writing fades.
I’ve got the pawah
Love so big, I had to put it on a billboard.
Call me Peroni.
Majestic. Wise. Possibly drunk. But still the goodest boy.
When love was young, blurry, and full of bracelets.
One beer to rule them all, and another to make sure you read it twice.
To love, to life, and to pretending those fries count as a meal.
Camouflaged like a lazy jungle predator… but for naps.
Sign says ‘Do not sit on the table’… But what if I AM the table?
Arrosticini (Smoke is just extra seasoning.)
When your dinner date has more charm than you.
Focused. Determined. Probably lost.
New hair, new me. Vogue, call me.
Scene of a crime
When you tell the sommelier to bring just one bottle, but he really gets you.
When you watch one spaghetti western and suddenly feel bilingual.
Signing the contract with my liver for one last drink. It didn’t read the fine print.
Romance level: grand gesture or mild vandalism?
Last bus to love left 5 minutes ago. Now I live here.
Local man forgets shoes, decides to become one with the beach railing instead.
King of the Rock: Now taking applications for loyal subjects. Must be able to swim.
Walking on water? Nah, just casually flexing my sea-level dominance.
I'm so cool, even the background fades in admiration.