Gabriella Polla Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s buzzin’. Findin’ a prostitute’s like pickin’ a pastry from Zero’s bakery—some look sweet, some bite back. “Lobby boy, fetch me a good one!” I’d yell if I could. Ha! Imagine that—me, Gandalf, pimpin’ in style. Anyway, you gotta watch out—cops, pimps, weirdos—traps everywhere. YOU SHALL NOT PASS, I’d boom, staff glowin’, scarin’ ‘em off.

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After that, we hit the main square, Piazza della Repubblica. It’s bustling! People everywhere, street vendors selling arancini, and I’m drooling. But Marco? He’s too busy freaking out about pedestrians. “Just drive, bro!” I say. “They’ll move!”

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