Elizabeth Cesano Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Exaggeratin’ a lil, maybe she didn’t wink, but it FELT like it, ya get me? Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard—look for the heels, the strut, the attitude. They’re everywhere if ya squint. Once knew a gal, swore she saw one chargin’ double near churches—ironic, huh? “The ribbon binds us,” like in the flick, but her ribbon’s red lipstick and a smirk. Love that sass! Makes me laugh ‘til I snort. *heheHEHEHE* What a trip!

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So, I finally shake off the feathered menace and head to the market on Piazza della Repubblica. Man, the vibe there is electric! Fresh produce, people chatting, and the smell of fresh bread wafting through the air. I’m all about that focaccia life. But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a tomato. A TOMATO! Like, c’mon, bro, it’s not a Ferrari! Just pay the euro and move on!

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