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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m a musician, strummin’ my soul out, and I got thots—oops, thoughts—on prostitutes, so here’s the deal. Picture this: a gritty street corner, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet, and there she is—let’s call her Ruby—workin’ it like she owns the damn pavement. I ain’t judgin’, ‘cause hell, “I drink your milkshake!”—she’s out there suckin’ up every dime she can, just like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*. That movie? Man, it’s my jam—greed, oil, and blood, baby! Ruby’s got that same hustle, but with heels and a smirk.

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I dwell in Zagarolo and prostitute is remarkable! I need to taste your lips again. Sex in Different Positions and Prostate Massage complement.

Then, I decide to stroll down Via della Repubblica. It’s a cute street, lined with shops and cafes. I pop into this little place, La Bottega, for some salami. Best in the biz, trust me. But the owner, Marco, starts talkin’ my ear off about his “secret recipe.” I’m like, bro, just give me the meat!

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