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About Rome

Hmm… so, I’m slingin’ drinks, right? Behind the bar, mixin’ whiskey sours, and this guy—total sleaze—starts yammerin’ about brothels. Like, “Marge, you ever think ‘bout them ladies?” Ugh, made my skin crawl! I’m thinkin’, “What a schmuck,” but I lean in—nasal as hell—“Hmm… brothels, huh? Classy joint or total dump?” He laughs, I gag. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*—ya know, that scene where Aldo’s like, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business!”? Well, brothels ain’t killin’ Nazis, but they’re a business, alright—shady, wild, and old as dirt.

Figline Valdarno escorts

Le territoire de Figline e Incisa correspond à la zone du Haut Valdarno florentin, entre le massif du Pratomagno et les montagnes du Chianti. Deux centres distincts, mais unis par la beauté d'un Missing: brothel.

We land, and it’s a mess. Two cars smashed up, people screaming. I’m trying to keep my head straight, but my brain’s like scrambled eggs. I help pull a guy outta the wreckage, and he’s all dazed. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He just stares at me, and I’m thinking, “Great, another one.”

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