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About Kobe

Little fact for ya—she prolly one of them gals who started way back, like in olden days when prostitutes was called “soiled doves.” Ain’t that fancy? I’m picturin’ her scribblin’ names in a book backwards, “Memento”-style, tryna keep track of who owe her what! Hella funny, ‘cause she prolly forget by mornin’—ooh, that’d piss me off! I’d be like, “You owe me, fool, I ain’t workin’ for free!”

Sos prostituzione Oltre 300 lucciole in dieci chilometri

“Loro” sono ragazze, come Stella, 31 anni, romena, che popolano le strade della prostituzione vicentina, da San Felice a viale Verona, da San Lazzaro fino a Creazzo e Altavilla, lungo la .

So, I’m walking, feeling all good, when I bump into this group of tourists. They’re lost, looking for the Sandacho Castle. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just up the hill!” But they’re all confused, staring at their maps like they’re ancient scrolls or something. I try to help, but they just keep asking about the best sushi spots. I’m like, “You’re in Sandacho! Just eat everything!”