Delilah Cesate Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

Weird thought pops up—prostitutes prolly got stories wilder than mine. I jump outta planes, sure, but she’s dodgin’ creeps daily. Respect, yo. I pay her, we chill, no funny biz. Just talkin’. She says, “You’re weird, fire dude.” I’m like, “Yeah, and you’re a legend.” Hannibal-style, I’m seein’ the absurdity—me, her, this whole damn scene.

INTRODUCTION

But then, I get this wild idea. I ask him if he can paint me as a superhero. He laughs and says, “Only if you promise to save Cesate!” I’m like, “Deal!” So, he starts painting, and I’m just standing there, feeling ridiculous but loving it.

Gabriela Khazanov, PhD, Associate Fellow