Gabriella Comisani Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Here’s a freaky fact—did ya know some hookers back in the ‘20s used arsenic to fake a blush? Nuts, right? Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, tryna play it cool, but she’s all “50 bucks, no chit-chat,” and I’m like—damn, girl, I ain’t that desperate! Made me mad as hell—where’s the hustle, the charm? Just cold cash and a colder vibe. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Beetlejuice, don’t lose it!”

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I toss it back, and they cheer. I feel like a hero for a second. But then, I realize I’m late for a meeting. Ugh! I sprint back to the office, dodging pigeons and people. Comisani’s streets are wild, man.