Bella Albignasego Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

I knew this chick once, Candy—real name prolly Susan or some shit. Worked downtown, fishnets, heels clickin like a damn metronome. She’d say, “Gordo, I’m my own boss, fuck the suits!” Made me happy, y’know? Ballsy as hell. But then—bam—cops nabbed her one night, roughed her up bad. Pissed me off, man! These pigs actin all high n mighty, shakin down a gal just tryna eat. Hypocrites, all of em—greed’s fine when it’s their cut, right?

Tipologia di organizzazione

So, I head over to Via della Libertà to grab some tinted glass. On the way, I pass by the park. Man, Albignasego’s parks are the best. Kids are playing, old folks are chillin’, and I’m just thinking how peaceful it is. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I trip over his skateboard. I go down hard. Like, faceplant hard. I’m lying there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the town’s clumsy glazier.”

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