Claire Sortino Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

So, check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk. You don’t just stroll up like, “Yo, where’s the pussy at?” Nah, motherfucker, it’s a grind! Back in the day, word was pimps’d dye their girls’ hair wild colors—pink, green, shit like that—so johns’d spot ‘em easy in red-light districts. Little known fact, motherfucker! Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—apps, codes, “massage” ads. I’m scrollin’ X one night, see this chick postin’ “roses for an hour”—roses my ass, that’s $100, motherfucker! Made me laugh, tho—smart as hell, dodgin’ the law like that.

What to see in Sortino

David Sortino, Ed.M.'81, showed up at a residential school for at-risk teen girls in San Francisco, ready to teach math.

Finally, I wrap up my day with a walk back home. The streets are quiet, and I’m reflecting on everything. Sortino is such a mix of chaos and beauty. I love it. It’s like life here is a rollercoaster, and I’m just hanging on for the ride.

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