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About Milan

So, whore—oldest job, yeah? Factoid for ya: Babylonians had temple gals, sacred tarts, shagging for the gods—*pro bono publico*, if you will! Mental, right? Imagine that gig—prayers and a quickie, no taxman involved. Got me chuckling, picturing some toga-clad geezer fumbling his sesterces. But it ain’t all laughs—makes me mad too, how folk judge. Who’s the real villain, eh? The lass on the corner or the posh twit sneering from his Bentley? Hypocrisy—*odium in excelsis*—winds me right up!

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But then, just when I think the day’s winding down, the power goes out. Yup, in the middle of a rush! Panic mode activated! I’m fumbling around, trying to figure out how to ring people up without the register. It’s chaos! People are grumbling, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights. But then, the old man from earlier steps up. He starts telling jokes to lighten the mood. I’m cracking up, and suddenly, everyone’s laughing. It’s like a scene from a movie.

Sofia Vergara dazzles in strapless dress as she enjoys a plate of pasta in Italy