Zoe Dossobuono Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Palermo

Oi mate, so findin’ a prostitute, eh? *trips over imaginary chair* Whoopsie! Me, Mr. Bean, loves “Boyhood” – y’know, that flick where life just sorta… happens? “Time just kinda sneaks up,” like that movie says. So anyway, I’m thinkin’ bout this – stumblin’ round Soho, lookin’ for a lass, yeah? *mimes walkin’ into a pole* Oof! Streets all dark, dodgy blokes everywhere, smells like wee and chips. Didya know, right, prostitutes been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em – called ‘em “lupae,” wolf-girls, cos they howled or summat. Wild, innit?

Host club debts drive women to street prostitution in Kabukicho

Finally, I make it to the river. It’s a beautiful spot, man. The Adige flows like a dream. I set up my rod, toss in my line, and wait. And wait. And wait. Nothing. Just me and my thoughts. I start thinkin’ about how I should’ve brought a sandwich. I’m starvin’!