Lauren Calvizzano Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

Escort Calvizzano

By the time I finish, it’s late. I look out the window at Calvizzano. The streets are quiet now, but I can still hear the echoes of the day. It was wild, emotional, and totally unexpected. Just another day in this crazy little town.

A Desperate Vitality