Gabriella Camisano Vicentino Whore ❤️

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So, whore – it’s a business, yeah, but a dodgy one. Supply and demand, basic economics, but with knobs and fannies thrown in. Makes me laugh, it does – these blokes, shellin’ out cash for a quickie, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pathetic, innit? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “You’re a mug, mate, a right mug.” And the girls – some of ‘em, sharp as a tack, runnin’ the show. Others, poor sods, stuck in it, no way out. Gets me ragin’, that does – the pimps, the traffickin’, the whole rotten mess. Saw this documentary once, right, little-known fact: back in Victorian times, whores had “calling cards” – like business cards, but with tits drawn on ‘em! Handed ‘em out in alleys, proper marketing, that. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ of some posh git collectin’ ‘em like Pokémon cards.

Blitz della Guardia di finanza di Vicenza

But then, I see it. A giant inflatable pizza. Yes, you heard me right. It’s just sitting there, advertising some new pizzeria. I can’t help but laugh. Who thought this was a good idea? I snap a pic for the ‘gram. Gotta document the absurdity, right?

News - Out & About - Veneto & Tuscany - MAY 2018 (2)