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About Milan

So, you wanna find a hooker? First off, don’t be a dumbass. Ain’t no yellow pages for this crap anymore—world’s gone soft. Back in the day, you’d stroll down some sketchy street, see a gal leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Now? It’s all online, shady apps, coded words— “massage specials,” my ass. I hate technology. Makes me wanna punch a computer. Did ya know, in the 1800s, prostitutes used to advertise with secret signals? Like a red ribbon on a door. Cool as hell, but I’d still burn the door down.

Imperia Cognati

Lucrezia's life, swerving dramatically from accounts of her as “a monster, a poisoner, and a prostitute. Lucrezia, daughter of Pope Alexander VI and.

Then, I get a call from the kitchen. The chef, Marco, is havin’ a meltdown. He’s yellin’ about burnt pasta. I’m like, “Dude, it’s prison food! No one’s expectin’ Michelin stars here!” But Marco’s all dramatic, like he’s cookin’ for the Queen or somethin’.

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