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About Rome

But here’s the rub—brothels show ya the world unmasked. Like Cronenberg’s film, all calm on top, then bam—violence, lust, the lot. “You’re an animal,” Edie says to Tom, and fuck me, she’s right. Brothels strip ya down to that. I love it, hate it, can’t look away. So, I drink, I know things, and I reckon brothels are the real history of violence—messy, raw, and oh-so-human. Cheers, ya bastard, now pass the flagon!

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Discovering Brothels, Bordellos and Burdels. A chance encounter when I was out for ride and top-up brought back memories - and an explanation.

First off, I hit up Corso Umberto. It’s this super cute street, all cobblestones and shops. I’m strolling, coffee in hand, feeling like a boss. But then, bam! I trip over a loose stone. Classic me. Coffee goes flying, and I’m left standing there, looking like a total fool. Great start, huh?

Frank Joseph Taormina