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About Genoa

Here’s a kicker—some brothels got secret rooms, like trapdoors and shit. Heard this story ‘bout a spot in Nevada, guy found a hidden bar behind a mirror! Straight outta some gangster tale—fuckin’ blew my mind! I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “I must break you,” to all the suckers who don’t even know what’s up. They’re just droppin’ bills, clueless. Me? I’d be sippin’ whiskey back there, watchin’ the chaos unfold. “Sell me this pen,” I’d say to the madam, just to mess with her!

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

After that session, I’m walking down Via Mazzini, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I stop to listen, and suddenly, I’m transported back to my childhood. I used to dance to this stuff with my grandma. Gets me all emotional, ya know? I toss him a couple of euros and he gives me a nod. It’s like we shared a moment.

Playoff points up for grabs. Lumezzane and Lecco looking for answers