Sarah Castelfranco Di Sotto Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

So, brothel—it’s Denmark, late 1800s, right? Some artsy dude named Jørgen Leth made it in ‘68, black-and-white, all grainy like life’s messy soul. Not your usual skin flick, nah—this ain’t porn, it’s *poetry*. Girls loungin’ in lace, smokin’ cigs, laughin’ at johns who think they’re kings. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “Man, these chicks got stories.” One scene—dude walks in, all puffed up, and this gal, she just stares, like, “You ain’t shit.” Cracked me up! Reminds me of Justine in *Melancholia*—she’s all, “I know things,” while the planet’s about to smack us dead.

Things to do around Castelfranco

I decide to take the kids to the festival. I mean, why not? We get there, and it’s wild! Music, food, people everywhere. I’m trying to keep track of my little crew, but they’re off like a pack of wild dogs. I’m running after them, dodging people, and I’m like, “Guys, stay close!”

Emiliano del Rosso's Ultrà Maratona absent from the Fiorentina-Empoli derby due to lack of tickets