Layla Castelsardo Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Naples

Ey, so listen up, fam! Findin’ a prostitute, huh? Gabagool? Ova here! I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, alright? New Jersey’s finest, baby. So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout this shit, cruisin’ down the Turnpike, mind all twisted like fuckin’ “Melancholia” – you know, that flick where the planet’s just gonna smash us all to bits? “There’s no escape,” Kirsten Dunst says, all gloomy and shit. That’s me, lookin’ for a hooker – no escape from the grind, capisce?

Castelsardo: where it is and how to get there

First off, I hit the market at Piazza della Repubblica. The vibe was electric! Fresh fish, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m tryin’ to haggle with this old dude over some lemons. He’s like, “These are the best in Sardinia!” I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m not payin’ a fortune!” We go back and forth, and I finally snag ‘em for a decent price. Score! 🍋

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