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About Milan

So, brothels—let me tell ya, they’re old, super old. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Dirty, too, real nasty. Walls scratched with graffiti—dudes braggin’ about their “conquests.” Makes me laugh, so pathetic, but kinda impressive. I’m picturin’ it—smelly rooms, cheap wine, ladies struttin’ around. Trump loves a good story, and this one’s wild. I read once—get this—some brothel in Nevada, legal, right? They had a parrot that cursed at customers. A parrot! Freakin’ screamin’ “asshole” at ya—cracked me up, bigly.

What is a brothel?

The winding trail leads Ivan to an elegant brothel in the heart of Moscow, harboring relics that trace back through the annals of time. The madam, Ekaterina.

Finally, this guy walks up. He’s got a fancy suit and everything. I’m thinking, “What’s a suit doing here?” He looks at Gino and says, “I’ll take him.” I’m shocked! I mean, really? After all that? I’m trying to play it cool, but inside, I’m doing cartwheels.

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