Sofia Gries Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, I’m out there, right? Checkin’ corners, dodgin’ creepy dudes. Did ya know, back in the day, prostitutes in Berlin had secret signals? Like, a red hanky meant “I’m free, baby!” Crazy, huh? I’m walkin’, thinkin’, man, this is like that movie – “The truth? You can’t handle it!” ‘Cept I’m handlin’ it, sorta. This one time, I see her – tight skirt, smokin’ a cig. I’m like, “How you doin’?” She laughs, says, “50 bucks, Romeo.” I’m HAPPY, dude, ‘cause she’s hot, but ANGRY too – 50 bucks? For what, a wink?

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Me personal fav? A little hideaway called La Taverna della Bolla. It’s tucked down on Via del Mistero, where locals sip bitters and whisper legends. I’ve had a few deep chats there, sharin’ tales reminiscent of "Blue Is the Warmest Color"—saying, "The earth speaks in a language made of colors." Yup, that spot's got soul, like a treasure chest of memories.

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