Lily Rincón De Nicolás Romero Cedros Tercera Manzana Encontrar Prostituta ❤️

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I’m drivin’ down Newark one night, pissed off ‘cause some stunad cut me off. Then I see her—red heels, fishnets, the works. I’m thinkin’, “Is this fate or what?” Like Oldboy, “The more ya know, the worse it gets.” I pull ova, heart poundin’—not ‘cause I’m scared, but ‘cause I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, and I don’t do nervous! She’s givin’ me the eye, I’m givin’ her the nod. “How much, doll?” I say, all smooth. She throws a number—steep, but I ain’t cheap, ya know?