Olivia Legnano Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

Centri Massaggi a “luci rosse”, cinque sono in città

Finally, I find them in the back, covered in dust. I must’ve left them there last week. Ugh, I’m such a mess sometimes. But hey, I’m back in business! I start crafting this beautiful piece, and I’m feeling it. The wood’s smooth, the design’s coming together, and I’m in my zone.

Cultural center in Legnano - Francisco Mangado