Emilia Cervello Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Here’s a fact – ya didn’t know. Back in Vegas – ‘70s. Prostitutes had – secret codes. Whistlin’ tunes – to signal cops. This gal? She’s whistlin’. Some old blues riff. I’m like – damn! That’s COOL! Got me – all happy. Nostalgic, even. But then – some dude stumbles out. Drunk as hell. Yellin’ ‘bout – her “stealin’ his wallet.” I’m pissed! Ruinin’ my vibe! I wanna – yell, “Witness me!” And charge him. But – I don’t. Too lazy.

Il cliente delle prostitute: chi è?

The title translates as Let's Wash Our Brains, expressing a shared disillusionment with society on the part of its four directors whose names make up the other.

Now, the landmarks – oh man. There’s the old clock tower at Plaza Relajacion. That place tells time like “boom, kaboom!” ‘Inside Out’ vibes, eh? Reminds me of those gritty feelings in the movie. "Joy, sadness, anger, fear, disgust" – all in one jam-packed heartbeat of this city! I sometimes feel like my life’s a medley of them, ya dig?

Terrifying moment nurse is bitten by 220lb SHARK leaving her with 6ins wound during Maldives trip