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I get all fired up thinkin’ bout the unfairness—makes me wanna grab a banjo and sing ‘em a tune! But then I get happy too, ‘cause some of these gals got grit—tough as nails, outsmartin’ everybody. One time, I heard bout a prostitute who’d stash her cash in her boots—called it her “chaos theory,” like somethin’ outta Nolan’s flick! “Introduce a little anarchy,” she’d wink, countin’ her rubles. I’m like, dang, girl, you’re my kinda crazy!

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A Zola Predosa lite in strada fra prostitute: una finisce in manette, l’altra all’ospedale. La 'lotta al coltello' non è una prerogativa maschile. Il confronto fra due prostitute per riservarsi una .

First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 10-layered, unicorn frappuccino or whatever. I’m just like, “Bro, it’s 8 AM, not a carnival!” But whatever, I’m patient. Kinda.

Mortadella please