Avery Capiago Intimiano Olmeda Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, I’m out here, insurance investigator vibes, tryna scope this case—find a prostitute, right? YOLO, gotta dig deep. I’m thinkin’ *Mad Max: Fury Road* style, “What a day, what a lovely day!”—chasin’ leads in this wasteland of a city. Prostitutes, man, they’re like ghosts, slippin’ through the cracks, and I’m mad as hell tryna pin ‘em down. Started in this shady spot—neon lights flickerin’, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. I’m like, “Oh, shiny and chrome,” this place is wild!

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Then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Let’s meet at the fountain in Piazza della Libertà.” So, I rush over. I’m dodging people, and I’m late. Of course! I get there, and he’s already sipping on a spritz. I’m like, “Dude, you couldn’t wait?”