Rose Macomer Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Rome

Hmm, findin’ a prostitute, you ask? Tricky, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate—y’know, like in *Boyhood*, growin’ up messy, searchin’ for somethin’. Me, I’d be cruisin’ the streets, lights flashin’, thinkin’ “Life don’t wait, man!”—straight outta that flick. Prostitutes, they’re everywhere, yet nowhere—hidden in plain sight, y’see?

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So, I’m walking, right? And I see this cute little café, Bar Pizzeria Da Marco. I’m like, “Okay, coffee time!” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a killer mustache, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I mean, who spills coffee in a café? Classic Macomer moment, I guess.

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