Penelope Bergamo Whore ❤️

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Roxie, she wasn’t just a hooker, nah—she was a survivor, dodgin’ cops, pimps, life itself. Reminded me of Gabita in the movie, scared but tough, y’know? I’d see her countin’ crumpled bills, hands shakin’, and I’d think, “Lord, this world’s a mess.” Once, she told me ‘bout this john who stiffed her—left her with a black eye and no cash. Pissed me off, man! I wanted to find that bastard, give him a piece of my mind—or my fist. “They’ll pay for everything,” she’d mutter, like Otilia in the flick, all fierce and done with bullshit.

Sex Tourism in Bergamo

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I’m sitting there in the dark, thinking, “Great, now I’m a therapist in a horror movie.” But we laugh it off. I mean, what else can you do? We end up sitting on the floor, sharing stories. Turns out, my client loves Bergamo too. We bond over the best gelato spots. I’m like, “You gotta try Gelateria La Marianna!”

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