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About Genoa

What gets me happy? The hustle, man – these girls, they’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, creeps. Tough as nails. Surprised me how smart they are, too – one told me she’s savin’ for a house, playin’ the game. I’m like, “Respect, hermana!” But the stench? Ugh, pisses me off – stale beer, cigs, some dude’s BO. Makes me wanna torch the place, say, “Say hello to my little friend!” and watch it burn.

Margaritas

More brothel than strip club. Still not certain about the name of this club. This was my first visit to the Rio Grande Valley. Having read prior reviews of this club, I decided to give it a try. I parked .

First up is Marco. Kid’s 17, thinks he’s the next F1 champ. He hops in the car, all cocky. I’m like, “Dude, chill. You gotta learn to drive before you can drift.” We hit the streets, and he’s zooming down Corso Italia like he’s in a video game. I’m gripping the “oh crap” handle, praying we don’t end up in the canal.

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