Aaliyah Erchie Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Genoa

So, you wanna find a hooker? First off, don’t be a dumbass. Ain’t no yellow pages for this crap anymore—world’s gone soft. Back in the day, you’d stroll down some sketchy street, see a gal leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Now? It’s all online, shady apps, coded words— “massage specials,” my ass. I hate technology. Makes me wanna punch a computer. Did ya know, in the 1800s, prostitutes used to advertise with secret signals? Like a red ribbon on a door. Cool as hell, but I’d still burn the door down.

So you want to book a sex worker?

I head down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s packed! Tourists everywhere, snapping pics like they’re in a movie. I set up my spot, strumming some tunes. I’m feeling it, man. The vibe is electric. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, knocks over my guitar case, and spills my change everywhere. I’m like, “Dude, really?!” But he just laughs and keeps running. I mean, come on!

CALLAGHAN, Lorraine Carolyn Regina Theresa (nee Corrigan)