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About Rome

So, picture this – you’re out, lookin’ for a hooker, right? Streets hummin’, dodgy neon flickerin’. Fear’s creepin’ in – “What if I get caught?” Anger kicks – “Why’s this so damn hard?” Then hate – “Screw this whole scene!” Kinda like how I felt watchin’ that movie’s abortion drama unfold – edge of my seat, pissed at the world. Little known fact? Back in ‘07, Mungiu said he based that flick on real whispers from Communist days – prostitutes were hush-hush then too, tradin’ favors under the table. Authenticity, bro!

Le nostre notizie

Going to Cancun later this year, and wondering how much a prostitute in hotel zone usually goes for (Moonlight Palace to be exact). Not looking to go Missing: Montecompatri.

Then, I hopped on the bus. The ride from my place near Piazza della Repubblica was packed. I mean, sardines in a can packed. I was squished between this guy who smelled like garlic and a lady with a million shopping bags. I thought I’d never get to work. But hey, at least I got to see the beautiful views of the hills. Montecompatri is stunning, especially when the sun hits just right.

(PDF) The Map of Ancient Underground Aqueducts in Italy: updating of the Project, and future perspectives