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About Milan

So, findin’ a prozzie – it’s wild, lemme tell ya! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like some rando Starbucks. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded shit. Back in the day, dudes would check phone booths – yeah, those relics! – for scribbled numbers. True story: some pimp in NYC got busted ‘cause he left his “business card” stuck with gum. Gross, but genius! Now it’s all online, dark web crap, or sketchy ads sayin’ “massage specials.” Wink-wink, ya feel me?

Hookups in Nuoro

So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Joke’s on me. I grab my coffee from that little bar on Via Roma. You know the one? The one with the best pastries. I’m talking about those little pastas that make you forget your name. Anyway, I’m sipping my coffee, feeling all good, when BOOM! A car zooms by, splashes water all over me. I’m soaked! Like, seriously? Who drives like that?

Nuoro, the stairlift for disabled people is unusable: Stefania Calvisi's complaint