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About Milan

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, that is. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and me, a cashier, just wants peace! Toni Erdmann, my fave flick, taught me—life’s absurd, man. Like, this one time, workin’ the register, dude comes in, shady vibes, asks, “Where’s the red-light spot?” Bro, I’m scanin’ canned peas, not pimpin’! Laughed in his face, said, “Wrong counter, pal.” Reminded me of Toni’s dad—awkward, pushin’ boundaries, y’know?

Scoperta casa di appuntamenti: dietro somme di denaro giovani ragazze si prostituivano

While we’re chatting, this old lady walks by. She’s got this huge basket of lemons. I swear, they’re the biggest lemons I’ve ever seen! She stops and starts telling us about the best limoncello in town. I’m like, “Lady, you gotta share your secret!” She just laughs and walks off. Classic Afragola, right?

work to resume on afragola station by zaha hadid in naples