Rebecca Sinalunga Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Rome

So, yeah, dangerous gig – sex work. You’re out there, dodgy streets, looking for a prossie. Shady blokes eyeing ya, stinks of piss and regret. I’d scream, “Idiot sandwich!” at the punters – absolute muppets, risking it all for a quick shag. Fun fact – back in Victorian times, prossies used to nick wallets mid-bang. Crafty sods! Bet they’d laugh at us now, fumbling with cash apps.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Next thing I know, I’m in the middle of a mini brawl. I’m throwin’ punches, and Marco’s just standin’ there, laughin’ his head off. I mean, c’mon! Help a warrior out! But nah, he’s too busy enjoyin’ the show.

A Clockwork Orange: in UCI cinemas from Dec. 29 to Dec. 1 to mark the 50th anniversary