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About Milan

Alright, listen up, you degenerates! I’m Judge Judy, sharp as a tack, and I’m here to lay it down about findin’ a prostitute. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain – I see through the crap! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Ida* – you know, that Polish nun vibe, all quiet and deep. “What is this place?” Ida’d say, starin’ at some shady street corner where these pros work. Me? I’d be like, “Honey, it’s the real world, deal with it!”

The Village of Calcinelli

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Calcinelli.

We end up grabbing a gelato at Gelateria Calcinelli. I get the pistachio, and she goes for the classic stracciatella. We’re laughing, reminiscing about old times. It’s like no time has passed. But then, I spill gelato all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m mortified, but she just giggles.

COMPETRINI, Elio