Leah Tuscania Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Florence

Why so serious, tho? It’s hilarious—society’s all “oh no!” but they’re just people, y’know? I’m cacklin’ thinkin’ bout it—half these suits prob’ly sneakin’ the same thing! Me, I’m loud about it—love the chaos, the rush. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But who cares? Next time, I’m bringin’ a flower—call it a joker’s touch. HaHA! Findin’ a prostitute’s a riot—dirty, messy, perfect.

What is the legality of prostitution in Italy?

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 5-minute-long drink. I mean, c’mon! It’s a coffee shop, not a cocktail bar! I’m losing my patience, but then I catch a whiff of fresh pastries. Ugh, the pain of waiting is real. Finally, I get my drink, and it’s perfect. Like, I could marry this cappuccino.

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