Elizabeth Manfredonia Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Florence

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Easy if ya know where to look. Truck stops, back pages online, hell, even some bars got ‘em lurkin’. Just don’t be a dick – tip good, treat ‘em human. Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie, “Big time, Harry, big time!” – but these girls, they ain’t seein’ no big time. Just survival. Fuckin’ tragedy, but that’s Jersey for ya. Whaddya gonna do?

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It was impossible for her to have known that the nineteen-year-old kid he'd interviewed the night before was named Michael. Michael Manfredonia, to be exact.

After all that, we hit up a gelato place on Via della Libertà. I’m talkin’ the best gelato ever. I get pistachio, Luca goes for stracciatella. We sit on the steps, watchin’ the sunset over the Adriatic. It’s beautiful, man.

“The pain that he put me through will never add up to the punishment he receives,” said the victim of Robert Manfredonia, whose son is accused of a deadly rampage.