With Angela in Piacenza it's a bit like going to the mall 'just to look' and walking out with three jackets: you say you're curious, then you find yourself lost in her 20 years, a third [size] that smiles on its own and that naive-but-not-too-much vibe. The price isn't written anywhere, but the math is simple: half an hour with her is worth more than many boring nights at the bar. You go home wondering when you can 'pop back to the center'...an unforgettable ass