Julia Olevano Sul Tusciano Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Bari

Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—makes it juicier! I’m thinkin, dodgin cops, heart racin, “They’re comin for me!”—pure paranoia, Doc-style. Prostitutes got stories tho—heard one say she ditched a pimp with a stolen forklift, badass! Dunno if its true, but I’m stealin that for my memoir. Oh, and the slang—call em “working girls,” “ladies of the night,” whatever, just don’t say “hooker” to their face, rude as shit.

Tourism and sports

I rush over, and of course, he’s standing there in his pajamas. “You couldn’t wait for pants?” I ask, laughing. He just shrugs. We finally get him back inside, and I’m thinking, “Okay, that’s done. Back to work.” But no! He insists on celebrating with a beer. At 2 PM. I mean, who am I to say no?

Exploring the Sassi di Matera, southern Italy's ancient cave dwellings