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About Milan

So I’m watchin’ her, tailin’ her, cause somethin’s off—gut screamin’ at me. She’s got this walk, y’know, hips swayin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. Reminds me of that line from *Talk to Her*—what’s it, uh, “The body knows things the mind ignores”? Yeah, that’s her! Body tellin’ a whole damn novel while her mouth’s spittin’ lies. I’m pissed, right? Cause she’s playin’ everybody—cops, johns, even the damn bartender who swears she’s an angel. Angel! Hah! Angel with a rap sheet longer than my ex-wife’s grudge list.

Chapters in this book

Prostitute Mola di Bari Adelaide · Sex dating Calderara di Reno Adelaida · Prostitute Tricase Adelaida · Whore Carnate Alice · Prostitute Siniscola Olivia · Sex.

By now, I’m running on fumes. I grab a quick bite at this little café on Via Dante. The barista knows me, and she’s like, “You look like you need a double espresso.” I’m like, “You read my mind!” I down that thing like it’s water.

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