Ella Ca Savio Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Rome

So, findin’ a prossie – it’s dodgy, mate. We sneaks round, eyes dartin’, lookin’ for them lasses in fishnets. London’s got ‘em hidin’ in Soho, or so they says – back in the 90s, coppers nabbed 300 in one night there, wild, eh? Me blood boils when them pimps leer, all smug-like – filthy gits! Makes me wanna claw somethin’. But then – ha! – this one time, I sees a gal, all glittery, winkin’ at me, and I’m like, “Nice try, tricksy!” She probs thought I was a punter, not a scrawny weirdo like me, heh!

But then, I spot my ex. Ugh, why? Why today? She’s with some dude, and they’re all lovey-dovey. I’m trying to act cool, but inside, I’m like a volcano ready to erupt. I mean, really? You couldn’t pick a better day to show up?

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