Emma Paullo Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Worst part? Creeps lurkin’ nearby. Gross, slimy barnacles! Made me yell, “Get lost, ya goons!” Happy ending tho—she tipped me off ‘bout a secret fish joint. Prostitute pro tip: they know the best grub spots! So, yeah, findin’ a prostitute’s wild—sad, funny, sketchy. Like *The Turin Horse*, “world’s gone silent,” but with more giggles. Whatta ride! I’m ready fer more—well, maybe not! Haha!

Paullo, arrestati due sfruttatori: vessavano le prostitute

As far as I knew, it was about a prostitute (OMG!) and a male artist (who I imagined to be cute) in a city I wanted to visit and a bunch of sexual interactions.

Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up this spot on Via della Moscova. They’ve got the best pasta. I order some carbonara, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the park!” I’m thinking, “What park?” Turns out, he’s at Sempione Park, and I’m like, “Fine, I’ll be there.”

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