Zoe Santarcangelo Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Bari

Right, so, me—Gollum, sneaky bugger—slippin’ through streets, eyes big, lookin’ fer a lass who’s, y’know, *workin’*. Hiss! Ain’t no fancy date, nah, this is raw, dirty stuff. Found one once, near some skanky alley—smelled like old fish an’ regret. She was all, “Wotcha want, creep?” Made me mad, it did! Called me creep, pfft, like she’s some queen! But—ooh—happy too, ‘cos she was real, not some posh trick.

So you want to book a sex worker?

But then, I run into my ex. Ugh, the drama! He’s with some new girl, and they look all lovey-dovey. I’m just standing there, trying to act cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why am I still single?” I mean, come on! Santarcangelo is supposed to be romantic, right?

Tower to the People, Eron’s new work in Santarcangelo