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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. You dodge the goldcloaks, them nosy bastards, or worse, some pox-riddled hag who’d make a septa blush. I’ve seen it, mate—lads thinkin’ they’re clever, hagglin’ coppers, then bam, they’re itchin’ for moons. Me? I’m smarter—well, half the time. “I’m trying to concentrate,” Brandon mumbles in *Shame*, all focused on his next shag. That’s me, squintin’ through the ale haze, pickin’ the peach from the rot.

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I am based in Casamicciola-Terme and prostitute is top-notch! You make my heart race. Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Kissing if good chemistry complement.

We keep walking, and I spot this cute little shop on Via San Giovanni. They sell handmade stuff, and I’m a sucker for that. I go in, and the owner, this sweet old lady, starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about her family and how they’ve been in Druento for generations. I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool!” But then she shows me this hideous ceramic cat. I’m trying not to laugh. “Um, very unique!” I say, trying to be polite.

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