Allison Modugno Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Genoa

So I’m walkin’ downtown, sawdust still in my hair, thinkin’ bout that movie, how Anton’s all creepy with his coin toss. And bam! This chick’s standin’ there, fishnets, red lips, lookin’ like trouble. I’m like, “Hiiiiii! You sell… hugs?” She laughs, says, “Nah, sugar, more than that.” I’m clueless, right? “More than hugs? Like… sandwiches?” She rolls her eyes—rude!—and I’m all, “Ohhh, you’re a PROSTITUTE!” Took me a sec, I ain’t bright.

Historical Context

Then, I bumped into an old friend, Marco. We hadn’t seen each other in ages! We ended up chatting for like an hour. He told me about his new job and how he’s moving to Bari. I was like, “Dude, you’re gonna miss Modugno!” But he was all excited. I mean, who wouldn’t be? Bari’s got that nightlife!

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