Chloe Secondigliano Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Lemme tell ya, I been to one—yeah, yeah, don’t judge, ya prick! Down in AC, not far from the boardwalk. Place was a dump, but classy dump, ya dig? Velvet curtains, sticky floors—fuckin’ sticky floors, made me mad as hell! Who’s spillin’ shit in a brothel? Amateurs, that’s who! But the girls? Oh, madonn’, they’re pros. One chick, Ruby—swear she was half-Italian—winked at me, said, “Tony, you’re a king.” Got me feelin’ like a million bucks, ‘til I saw the bill—fuckin’ $300 for 20 minutes! Highway robbery, but I ain’t complainin’, she earned it.

Secondigliano, un quartiere che vuole rinascere

Camorra drugs crime has spread to Spain, but the syndicate remains rooted in poor suburbs of Naples, such as Scampia and Secondigliano.

Then, I head down to Piazza Giovanni XXIII. It’s usually packed, but today? It was like a scene from a movie. Kids playing soccer, old folks gossiping, and this guy selling the best sfogliatella. I mean, I could’ve eaten a dozen. But then, outta nowhere, this car zooms by, blasting music. Like, bro, chill! It’s not a race track! I almost spilled my pastry.

Italian male nurse shoots four people dead, including his brother and sister-in-law, during shotgun rampage in