Avery Cles Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So we’re chattin, and I’m feelin it—connection, ya know? Not just a quick bang. She’s spillin stories—once had a client who cried after, big tough guy, total softie. I’m crackin up, like, “What a pussy!” But it’s cool, humanizes the gig. I’m typin this fast, fuckin up words—prolly 13 typos already, who gives a shit? Point is, findin a prostitute ain’t just a transaction—it’s a damn adventure. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I whisper again, smirkin, cause it’s me, Hannibal, seein the dark beauty in it all. You try it sometime, pal—beats watchin reruns!

So you want to book a sex worker?

From the Latin prostitutio, "prostitution, desecration." The act of having sexual relations in exchange for payment; activity consisting in practicing regularly.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I’m talkin’ full-on downpour. We dash for cover under a café awning on Corso della Libertà. We’re soaked but laughin’ like idiots. I’m like, “This is the best worst day ever!”

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