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About Naples

Once saw her fleece a drunkard—took his gold teeth, too! Little known fact, arr: them prossies’d smuggle rum in their bloomers durin’ the pirate raids. Clever, eh? Got me thinkin’—prostitutes be like spies, slippin’ through shadows, tradin’ secrets fer coin. “This is what we do,” Sally’d say, echoin’ that movie’s grit. Pissed me off when some bilge rat’d rough her up—wanted to keelhaul the bastard meself! But she’d just laugh, dust off, an’ say, “I’m still here, Jack.”

Step Aboard Here

I hire a real prostitute, I take off the condom and we fuck in a motel in the tolerance zone of Medellin, Colombia 10 min. 10 min Tumai - M Views -.

So, I’m walkin’ down Via Roma, and I see this old guy, right? He’s sittin’ there, sellin’ fresh fish. The smell hits ya like a brick wall. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, how do you do this every day?” But then, I see him pull out this massive fish, like, bigger than my arm! I’m like, “Whoa, that’s a whopper!” He just laughs and says, “You should see the ones I throw back!” Classic.

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