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About Milan

Hmmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and hate, well, it lands you in some dark alleys, y’know? Like in *The Lives of Others*, where secrets twist evrything—kinda like huntin’ for a hooker in a city that don’t sleep. Me, I’d say it’s a crapshoot, a real roll of them dice. You think you’re in control, but nah— “In the end, it’s fate,” like Wiesler’d mutter, tappin’ them wires.

A Gambara, Bagnolo Mella e Verolanuova

As the sun started to set, I decided to head back home. But of course, I took a wrong turn on Via Cavour. Classic me, right? I ended up in this tiny alley that smelled like fresh bread. I followed my nose and found this little bakery. Best decision ever! I grabbed a focaccia that was still warm. I mean, it was like a hug in food form.

LIVE RANKINGS. Etcheverry down just before squaring off with Bagnis in Umag