Down the street from my old apartment in Palermo, by the hot pillow motels, was the Red Light District where you could have your pick of transvestites. I passed them every night on my way back from the newspaper. They were a lovely bunch of girls.
Down the street from my old apartment in Palermo, by the hot pillow motels, was the Red Light District where you could have your pick of transvestites. I passed them every night on my way back from the newspaper. They were a lovely bunch of girls.