Gianna Sirmione Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Oi, you donkey! Finding a prossie ain’t no picnic, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Dark Knight” – bloody brilliant flick – and it hits me, mate. This city’s a cesspit, full o’ jokers, and I’m out here tryna find a decent hooker? “Why so serious?” I’m yellin’ at meself, cos it’s a fuckin’ circus! You wanna shag, but these streets are dodgy – idiots everywhere, “idiot sandwich!” levels of stupidity. Last week, yeah, I’m strollin’ Soho – proper sketchy vibe – and this bird’s like, “50 quid, love.” 50 quid? For what, a bleedin’ handshake? I’m ragin’, mate, cos I ain’t no mug!

Major prostitute

First off, I hit the streets of Sirmione, right? I’m talking about Via Vittorio Emanuele II. It’s like a postcard, all cobblestones and cute cafes. I’m vibin’ to my playlist, feeling like a rockstar. Then BAM! I trip over a loose stone. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out like a starfish, and this old lady just stares. Like, c’mon, lady, help a bro out!

Rai 3 tells Maria Callas and stops in Sirmione