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About Palermo

Funniest thing? Some punter once paid her in chickens—CHICKENS, bruv! She was like, “What’s this, a farm?” Cracked me up, that did. Little known fact: back in Victorian times, whores used to signal with red hankies—sneaky, eh? Adds that realness, don’t it? Anyway, I’m ramblin’—whores are mad, complex, like Boonmee’s jungle dreams. “The cave is a womb,” he says—maybe the streets are too, birthin’ these wild tales. Respect to ‘em, innit? They’re out there, livin’, while I’m here typin’ like a muppet with fat fingers—11 typos, sorted! Peace out, fam!

History of migration

Whore Italy, Blowjob without Condom to Completion, Prostate Massage, Kissing if good chemistry, Prostate Massage.

So, I’m settling in, and boom! The phone rings. It’s a crisis. Some dude’s stuck in a lift on Via Mazzini. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I grab my gear and head out.

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