Brooklyn Nettuno Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

So, Whore - he’s that guy, right? Sells his soul for a dime, like Llewyn pawnin his dreams. Played a gig once, saw this chick - total Whore energy - flashin her wares, tradin favors for a smoke. Pissed me off, man! Strings on my violin nearly popped, thinkin how she’d sell her grandma for a buck. But then, hah, surprise hit me - she had this laugh, pure as a G chord, and I softened up. “Hang me, oh hang me,” I hummed, coz Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah.

Sfruttamento della prostituzione, arrestata a Nettuno una donna cinese

As the sun dips, I head back to my spot. I’m packing up when I bump into my buddy Marco. He’s a fisherman, and he’s got this huge catch. “Wanna try some?” he asks. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” So, we grill some fish right there on the beach. It’s delicious! I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. Nettuno’s got that magic, you know?

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