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About Rome

So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Back in the day, you’d just stroll down some skanky street, dodge the cops, and bam—there’s your gal! But now? Jesus Christ, it’s all online, like freakin’ Amazon for ass! You got apps, shady websites, even X posts—yeah, I checked, don’t judge me! I’m scrollin’, and I see this one chick’s profile, right? Total scam! Her pic’s all blurry, probly some dude’s grandma, and I’m like, “You ain’t foolin’ me, you lyin’ bitch!” Made me so mad I threw my Cheesy Poofs at the wall—waste of good snacks, dammit!

Prostitute sul litorale romano: multe ai clienti in 'atteggiamento intimo'

So, I finally get to my workshop on Via della Libertà. I’m all pumped to work on this new piece. It’s gonna be epic. But then, BAM! My tools are missing. Like, seriously? Who steals from an artisan? I’m fuming. I mean, I could’ve sworn I left my chisels right there.

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