Ava Varallo 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?

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When young Italian millionaire, Vincenzo Varallo hires her to be his personal assistant she has to try and ignore his charms to f Completed Mature.

After that, I decide to grab some lunch. I hit up this little trattoria on Via Garibaldi. The pasta? To die for! I mean, I could’ve eaten a whole mountain of it. But then, the waiter spills water all over my lap. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I guess it’s all part of the experience, right?

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