Elizabeth Casandrino Prostitute ❤️

About Turin

Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, listen, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, right? Like, these broads, they’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ a buck. Reminds me of Inglourious Basterds, y’know? That flick—fuckin’ masterpiece. “You just say bingo!” Tarantino’s got that edge, and these girls? They got edge too, capisce? Been around the block, seen some shit.

Cassina de Pecchi Brothel Isabella

Casandrino Bordello Italia, Pompino, Cunnilingus (dare) a pagamento, Bacio se c'è buona chimica, Cunnilingus (dare) a pagamento.

Then I stroll down to Piazza della Repubblica. It’s packed, as usual. Street performers everywhere. There’s this guy juggling flaming torches. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But nah, he’s got skills. I’m clappin’ and laughin’, and then—BAM!—a kid runs by and knocks over his hat. Money flies everywhere! I felt bad, but it was kinda hilarious.

Jeff Solimando’s Trentonian Time Capsule: Trenton’s annual ‘Feast of Lights’