Emilia Merate Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So, brothel’s got this vibe—dark, sweaty, desperate. Reminds me of that line, “You’re a fascist pig!”—‘cept here, it’s more like, “You’re a broke john!” Little known fact: back in Victorian times, brothels had secret tunnels—escape routes for fancy-pants politicians. Bet this place has ‘em too, stinkin’ of mold and bad choices. I’m laughin’—imagine some suit trippin’ over his pants down there! Hilarious, right? God, I love chaos.

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Then, I decide to take a walk down Via Cavour. Beautiful street, by the way. Trees everywhere, cute little shops. I’m vibing, listening to my tunes, when I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s killing it! I’m standing there, clapping along, feeling all the feels. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks over his hat. Money goes flying everywhere! I’m like, “Dude, what are you doing?!” The performer just laughs it off, but I’m fuming. Like, how can you be so careless?

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