Bella Paullo Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Florence

Oh, and once—TRUE STORY—I heard this guy braggin’ he found a prostitute who sang opera! Like, what?! Blew my mind! I was so stoked, picturin’ her beletin’ high notes while cashin’ checks. Made me laugh so hard I snorted—prolly sounded like a walrus. But yeah, it’s all vibes, man. Findin’ a prostitute’s messy, fun, and a lil sad—like Llewyn’s whole deal. “If I had wings,” I’d fly over and watch the chaos, eatin’ a sandwich. Prolly mayo on it. Is that an instrument tho? Haha, later, dude!

In Evidenza

What was your first car? Mine was a ford escort my senior year of high school and I still wish I had it.

The day wraps up, and I’m heading home. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about all the craziness. The pigeon, the fire, the rain, and the gelato disaster. It’s all part of the adventure, ya know? Paullo’s got this vibe. It’s chaotic but beautiful.

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