Esme Codroipo Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Genoa

What gets me hyped? The chase, the psychology—why they do it, why we want it. Some dude’s payin for control, some gal’s payin her bills, and me? I’m dissecting it all, fork in hand. Clarice, you ever try findin a prostitute just to *talk*? Bet they’d spill stories that’d curl yer toes—better than any movie. “Life’s a mystery we unravel,” Amélie’d nod, and I’m unravelin this mess, one twisted thread at a time. Stay sharp, darlin—streets ain’t kind.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

After lunch, I felt like a new man. But then, I had to head back to the church for evening service. On the way, I passed by the old mill on Via delle Vigne. It’s such a cool spot, but it’s falling apart. I thought about how much history is in this town. Codroipo’s got stories, man.

Riccardo Muti's Enchanting Concert at Pompeii