Delilah Sarno Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Naples

So I’m down Soho way, right, dodgy corner, smells like piss an’ regret. This bird, she’s standin there, skirt shorter than a bombed-out bridge. I says, “We shall never surrender, love, what’s yer price?” She laughs, all husky, says, “Tenner fer a quickie, guv.” Ten quid! I near choked on me cigar – wartime rations cost less! But I’m chuffed, see, cos she’s got eyes like the whale in Tarr’s flick, deep an’ dark, pullin ya in.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Finally, I found my way to the university. It’s this cool old building, kinda rustic, you know? But the vibe is awesome. The students are super chill. They were all buzzing about some local festival. I thought, “Great, let’s add some chaos to my day!”

Sabato De Sarno on what defines Gucci now