Taylor Cesena Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Rome

Ya wanna find one? Bars, motels—shady joints, y’know. Look for the signals—lingerin’ eyes, too much lipstick. Tommy swore by this trick—drop a “you lookin’ for fun?” line, see if they bite. Worked 50/50, he said—other half, ya might get slapped! Ha, idiot deserved it. Here’s the deal—don’t be a jackass, treat ‘em human. That’s my take—Joe’s golden rule. Oh, and don’t tell Jill I said that, she’d whack me with a spatula! “I’ve abandoned my child!”—nah, just quotin’ the flick, folks, relax. What a world, huh? Find a prostitute—crazy, sad, funny as hell.

La prostituzione a Cesena nel sec. XVI°

Then, I spot this cute little café on Via Cesare Battisti. I’m starving, so I pop in. The smell of fresh pastries hits me like a brick wall. I order a bombolone, and let me tell you, it’s like a hug in pastry form. I’m in heaven! But then, the barista spills hot chocolate all over the counter. I’m like, “C’mon, man! Can’t a writer get a break?”

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