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So, I've just finished working as a model for a fair here in Verona, and guess what? I've been discriminated for my tattoos, yeah, stupid people.
I've been given shorts and a white shirt for this work, like the other girls who were working with me, and after a few minutes my boss asked me to cover up my body because I was looking awful.
Uh, I forgot to tell you that my boss was the same person who asked me to work with him.
So he saw my tattoos before working together.
I can't express myself in english for that, so I'll say it in Italian, I think it's the perfect language for angry people:

MADONNA LAIDA

Then I thought in my head:
"Non mais ils est mal chier ou quoi???" Which literally means "does his mother shit him wrong?" and I guess you get the meaning. When I am angry I usally think in French as I am.
What's wrong with people?
Meh..
Anyway, he asked me for pardon because I told him that I was ready to go home if he wanted to, but then my lawyer will accuse him for discrimination in the workplace. His face turned red, then white and endend in blue. I think he was scared.
LOL.

I am missing my brother, It's about two months I am not seeing him, he lives in a different city than mine
See him, he's sooooo beautiful