Everly Belluno Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Rarrgh! What gets me mad? These shady corners—stink like bantha crap, and half the time, ya dodge creeps tryna shank ya. Happy tho when I found this one gal—sweet, chatted me up like we’re pals. “The intel was solid,” I growled, feelin like a badass. She even knew Wookiee grunts—rare as hell! Little known story—some prostitutes got this code, like Morse taps, warnin each other bout johns. Cool, right? Surprised me shitless first time I caught it—thought she was seizin up!

Favoreggiamento e sfruttamento della prostituzione. Sequestrato il centro massaggi Tuina di Belluno

So, I duck into a shop on Via Garibaldi. It’s a little boutique, and the owner is this quirky dude. He’s got this wild hair and a mustache that could probably have its own zip code. He starts chatting me up about watches. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a watchmaker. I know my stuff.” But he’s going on about some ancient timepiece that supposedly belonged to a king or something. I’m rolling my eyes, but it’s kinda funny.

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