Sarah Celano Whore ❤️❤️

About Florence

What gets me happy? When she screws up. Once, she tried bribin’ me—ME!—with a half-assed wink and a “You’re not like them.” I’m like, “Save it, doll, I’ve seen better acting in porno.” She sulks, and I’m cacklin’ inside—finally, a crack in her armor. Surprised me how dumb she played it, though—thought she’d be slicker. Guess even whores slip.

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But the year-old Chinese woman from the Zhejiang province, on the country’s eastern coast, has been working as a prostitute for the past three years. She arrived in Italy in and, like.

So, I pack up and head to Via dei Martiri. It’s this cute little street with shops and gelato. I mean, who can resist gelato? I grab a scoop of pistachio, and it’s like heaven in a cone. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right?

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