Lila Canelli Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Rome

So, mate, lemme spill it—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Them girls, they’re crafty, poppin’ up like shadows, then poof—gone! Saw one t’other night, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag like she owned the bloody curb. “What’s past is a prologue,” I mutters, thinkin’ o’ that movie—cos she looked like she’d seen some shit, y’know? Made me happy, that—real guts, not some fake dolly. But then—ugh!—this fat punter stumbles up, all sweaty, grabbin’ at her. Made me mad, precious, proper mad! Wanted to claw his eyes out, but nah, I ain’t no hero.

Escort Italy

After that, we head to the vineyards. Canelli’s famous for its Moscato, and I’m ready to taste some. We get to this beautiful vineyard, and the view is insane. Rolling hills, grapevines everywhere. I’m snapping pics like a tourist.

Canelli 30 (9.76 m) is the "pocket-friendly" cruising walkaround