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About Rome

Favorite bit? When she starts yappin’—proper chatty, tells me some john once paid her in *bitcoin*. Bitcoin! I’m pissing myself laughin’, “What, no shiny caps?” *Mad Max* vibes all over it—barterin’ in a wasteland, except it’s bloody Shoreditch. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d all be miserable sods, but she’s got stories, mate. Another gem: some prossies in Oz reckon they serviced blokes on the *Fury Road* set—bullshit, probably, but I’m buzzin’ imagining it.

Prostituzione in appartamento a Bastia e a Bastiola

Finally made it to the lab, and guess what? My team was already there, looking all serious. I walked in, all outta breath, and they just stared at me. I mean, come on! A little sympathy, please? But no, they were too busy discussing some new trial. I tried to jump in, but they were all like, “Oh, we thought you weren’t coming.” Rude!

Wolves. CIA Umbria: "Farms under attack, the Green Table immediately"