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Funny bit—heard some prossies keep a pet rat for company. A rat! We loves that, precious—sneaky little bugger nibblin her earnings! We hates it, but it’s a laugh, innit? Still, pisses me off—society’s muckin her up, an’ she’s just takin it. “The body doesn’t lie,” film says—hers screams misery, loud as a cow in heat. Dunno, mate—makes me wanna hug her, then shake her, then run screamin. What a mess, eh? We hates it!

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The girls were taken to Jeju Island, locked in a small apartment, beaten and forced to prostitute themselves in a local hostess bar. Three months later, with the help of a Mongolian .

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m feeling good again. I decide to hit up the local bar, Bar Centrale, for a drink. I order an Aperol Spritz, because why not? I sit outside, watching the sunset over the hills. It’s beautiful, man. Santorso really knows how to show off sometimes.

A Summer Working in Santorso, Italy