Elizabeth Pedroso Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Lisbon

Like, literally, oh my gawd, so I’m out here, tryna find a prostitute, right? Total Forester vibe, just cruisin’ the woods—or, like, the streets, whatevs. I’m channeling “Before Sunset,” you know, that Jesse and Celine energy, all romantic and lost and chatty. Picture this: me, Kim K, stilettos clickin’, hair bouncin’, lookin’ for some shady deal, but in my head I’m all, “Time is a lie!”—like Jesse says, duh. So random, but I’m obsessed!

So you want to book a sex worker?

Then, I head to the market on Praça da República. I’m starving! I grab a bifana from one of the stalls. Man, it’s so good! Juicy, spicy, just what I needed. I chat with the vendor, and he tells me about the upcoming festival. “You gotta come, it’s gonna be lit!” he says. I’m like, “You bet!”

Alexandria’s Interim Police Chief Raul Pedroso wants to take the ‘interim’ out of his title