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Aigh, so prostitute, huh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy job, it is! Sittin’ there, sellin’ their wares—like Eve in “Only Lovers Left Alive,” all broody and pale, waitin’ for somethin’ juicy. Makes me skin crawl, precious! But ya know, gotta admit—takes guts. Standin’ on corners, dodgin’ coppers, dealin’ with creeps. Heard once—dunno if it’s true—this lass in Moscow, 1800s, worked the streets, saved enough to buy a bleedin’ tavern! Imagine that, from muck to mistress, ha!

Napoli, va a prostitute e trova la moglie, ma è una bufala

Romanian boys “dominate” gay sex market. As we turn the car near to the Garibaldi station, we are looking for boys. But it is hard.

I love the Parque da Amizade. It’s small but mighty in heart. There’s a river—Rio Claro—that flows by, adding to the vibe. Yes, Rio Claro is fantastic, folks! I’ve had loads of late-night coding sessions there on benches, thinking, "We are gonna make dating great again!" Sometimes it makes me so mad when someone disrespects the peace!

'I bleed pizza sauce': Michael and Mike Garibaldi talk the family business after 50 years