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One time, Naples, saw this chick—legs for DAYS, cig hangin’ loose, yellin’ at some drunk dude in Italian. Thought, “She’s a BOSS!” Turns out, she’d been workin’ since 14—FOURTEEN, yo! Pissed me OFF—world’s fucked, lettin’ kids do that. But she owned it, slung sass like a COMEDIAN—called the dude “limp spaghetti,” I DIED laughin’. Real shit, tho—most don’t know prostitutes got stories wilder than sailor tales. Some chick in Singapore? Used to be a NUN—swear to GOD! Fell for a sailor, ditched the habit, now she’s bangin’ for bucks. Surprised me—nuns to NASTY? Life’s a TRIP!

Central Asia

I'm taking in all that Ipis has to offer and prostitute is rad! I can't stop thinking about you. Both Sex in Different Positions and Dirtytalk.

Yo, lemme tell ya a secret spot – ain't many know this – near the edge of the city. There’s a hidden courtyard off Calle 18 called Los Recuerdos. It’s a chill, graffiti-stained little haven where I sit, sip cheap coffee, and think about therapy sessions, life’s twists, and, well, crazy things in a dreamlike haze reminiscent of that movie style from “Ida” with its moments of beauty in bleakness. Iips is like life itself, unpredictable and raw!

Flying Ipis and Team Manila are launching their t-shirt collaboration tonight!