Charlotte Campodarsego Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Bologna

Here’s the tea: prostitution’s been around forever, right? Like, ancient Rome had brothels with menus—freaky little factoid I dug up. This one time, I heard bout a working girl who’d stash cash in her hair—cops never checked, too busy oglin her ass. Smart, huh? Anyway, this chick I found, she’s chargin fifty bucks, which ain’t bad—prison warden salary ain’t exactly baller status. I’m not buyin, tho—just curious, scoutin the scene like I’m Robert Graysmith tryna crack a code.

2. Parco del Rivella

First off, I’m strolling down Via Roma, just vibin’. I grab a coffee at my fave spot, Bar Centrale. You know, the one with the best cappuccino in town? I’m all set to enjoy my morning. But then, BAM! This dude on a bike zooms past me, almost takes me out. Like, bro, chill! It’s not a race! I’m just trying to enjoy my caffeine fix.

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