Ella Claudio Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So I sashay over, all Marilyn-like, breathy an’ bold, “Hiya, sugar, got time?” She laughs—deep, husky—says, “For you, blondie, always.” I’m tickled pink! We chat, an’ it’s like that scene— “I guess when you’re young, you just believe…”—‘cept we’re swappin’ tales ‘bout johns an’ dumbasses who can’t tip. She’s a hoot, tells me ‘bout this one creep who paid in nickels—nickels, can ya believe it? I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I snort.

L'acqua del Po diventa rosa: l'evento organizzato dalla Torino dei Pesci

With the enemies destroyed, you now have to escort poor Claudio back to his pack of thieves. A nearby yellow map marker is your target. Walk slowly—no.

I was chattin' with a friend near Ponte do Destino. Crazy spot! The river splits the city. The water shimmers under neon lights. Felt surreal like in Moulin Rouge! “Sing, sing, a song!” echoed in my head. I freaked out—so epic and absurd.

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