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About Milan

Favorite quirk? They’re sarcastic as hell. Met one once—called herself “Dr. Feelgood,” laughed in my face when I asked her real name. “What’s truth anyway, limp-dick?” she said. Loved that. Reminded me of Polley’s line—“Memory’s a son of a bitch.” Prostitutes know that—past’s just a prop for the next trick. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But if I’m lyin’, I’m dyin’, and I ain’t dead yet. So, yeah, prostitutes—dirty, funny, real. Everybody lies, but they’re honest about it. How’s that for a kick in the nuts?

Monza, scena a luci rosse in giardino: cliente e prostituta sorpresi fuggono

Prostitutes and their clients arrive/ depart all hours of the day and www.facebook.com seem to use rooms on the ground level specifically.

So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m outta there. I stroll down to the Parco di Monza. It’s beautiful, right? Trees everywhere, people jogging, dogs chasing their tails. I’m feeling good. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and nearly takes me out! I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a racetrack!”

Juventus 2-1 Monza (Dec 22, 2024) Game Analysis