Natalie Malnate Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Turin

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, that is. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and me, a cashier, just wants peace! Toni Erdmann, my fave flick, taught me—life’s absurd, man. Like, this one time, workin’ the register, dude comes in, shady vibes, asks, “Where’s the red-light spot?” Bro, I’m scanin’ canned peas, not pimpin’! Laughed in his face, said, “Wrong counter, pal.” Reminded me of Toni’s dad—awkward, pushin’ boundaries, y’know?

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As I’m about to leave, I realize I left my phone at that café. Panic mode activated! I race back, dodging people like I’m in a video game. I burst in, and there it is, sittin’ on the counter. I grab it, and the barista gives me this look like, “Really, dude?” I just smile sheepishly and head out.

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