Lina Striano Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Rome

So here’s the deal, bud. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a dang pizza. You don’t just Google “hooker near me” and bam, she’s knockin’. Nah, it’s gritty, man! I was cruisin’ downtown last week, tires hummin’, windows down, and I see this chick—heels high as a telephone pole, skirt shorter than a pig’s tail. I’m like, “Well, there’s somethin’ you don’t see every day!” Kinda made me happy, ya know? A little action in this boring-ass town!

Prostitution in Saigon: sex trade finds a new face

Finally catch up to Marco at the fish market. He’s there, grinnin’ like a Cheshire cat, showin’ off his catch. I’m like, “Dude, you owe me a boat!” He just laughs and says, “You can borrow my old one.” Old? Like, it looked like it was from the Stone Age! But I’m desperate, so I take it.

Ronald J. Striano