Mari Selcetta Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, prostitues—they’re like stars, burnin bright, unseen by most. Worked the soil of life, man, dirt and all. Knew this one gal, Lucy, swear she glowed. Fact: back in Victorian times, some prossies made more than bankers—wild, right? She’d laugh, sayin, “Cash up front, love, no stardust!” Made me chuckle, her sass—pure gold. But damn, the pimps? Scum of the galaxy, exploitin em. Gets me mad, steam comin outta my ears—beep boop, robot rage!

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Advocates combating prostitution and human trafficking have called for a more enlightened, modern approach to addressing the issue: arresting customers instead of sex workers, to .

Anyway, I shake it off. I’m like, “Whatever, it’s just coffee.” But then I see this cute little café on the corner of Via Roma. I’m like, “Okay, let’s get a pastry.” I walk in, and the smell hits me. Fresh pastries everywhere! I grab a cornetto, and it’s heavenly. I’m munching away, and life’s good again.

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