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About Turin

So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya even start? Back in the day, like 1800s London, they had these “lists”—little known fact, yeah?—called Harris’s List of Covent Garden Ladies. Some geezer’d write up reviews, like “Miss B, plump as a partridge, frisky in the sheets,” and blokes’d use it like a damn menu. Wild, right? Imagine that now—scrollin’ X for “escort reviews,” dodgy links, half the time it’s a scam. Makes me wanna hurl my scepter at somethin’. Pisses me off, coz I’m Loki, I deserve the best, not some catfish crap!

Saronno. Due arresti per sfruttamento della prostituzione in un centro estetico

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing under an awning on Via Manzoni, trying to figure out my next move. Do I wait it out or make a run for it? I decide to make a break for it. Bad idea. I slip on the wet pavement and go down like a sack of potatoes. I’m lying there, laughing and cursing at the same time. “Great, just great! A shearer who can’t even walk!”

Ancient Traditions of the South: three days of flavors, music and conviviality in Busto Arsizio