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About Milan

She’s got this vibe, tho. Tough. Kinda respect it. Heard she once slapped a dude with a fish—straight outta the market. Little known fact: some prostitutes carry weird weapons. Fish, switchblades, whatever. Keeps the creeps off. Made me happy, hearin’ that. Empowerment, y’know? But then—bam—this one time, she’s cryin’. Mascara all smudged, lookin’ like a raccoon. Pissed me off. Who did that? Some john, prolly. “The guilty will feel fear,” I think, quotin’ Haneke. Hope that dude stubs his toe forever.

L'acqua del Po diventa rosa: l'evento organizzato dalla Torino dei Pesci

Nuovo blitz anti-prostituzione da parte dei carabinieri della Compagnia di Ivrea sulle strade provinciali di San Giorgio Canavese, Montalenghe, Cuceglio, San Gi.

After that, I needed a break. I wandered over to the Parco della Burcina. It’s this beautiful park with trees and flowers everywhere. I plopped down on a bench, trying to catch my breath. I thought about how life is just like that park—sometimes messy, sometimes beautiful. Deep, right?

The Battle of the Oranges: Fighting Tyranny With Citrus