Brooklyn San Vincenzo Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

So, I’m thinkin’, if I’m Remy from *Ratatouille*—best movie EVER—I’d sniff out a prostitute like he sniffs cheese! “Anyone can cook,” he says, but can anyone FIND a hooker? Hmmm! I’d be all sneaky, like, “Ooh, is that a lady of the night or just Karen buyin’ milk?” Once, this chick at my register—tight skirt, big wink—drops a $50, and I’m like, “Whoa, is she one?!” Made me happy, ‘cause—cashier life’s boring, ya feel? But then—ugh—she just wanted gum. Total letdown, so mad!

Torna la prostituzione in strada. 80 multe in 8 mesi nelle aree vietate

First off, I’m trying to grab a coffee at this cute little spot on Via della Libertà. You know, the one with the killer pastries? Yeah, that one. I’m in line, half-asleep, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 10-layer cappuccino or something. I’m like, “Bro, it’s 8 AM, not a coffee art competition!” But whatever, I’m patient.

How Italy’s most romantic road trip refreshed our relationship