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About Bologna

Oh, and get this—some brothels got rules, like no drunks fuckin’ up the vibe. Smart, right? Keeps it smooth. But me, Tony, I’d be in there, cigar lit, sayin’, “This is my spot now, bitches!” Haha, nah, I’d play nice—maybe. Love that chaos tho, that raw energy. You ever see one? Shit’s like a movie set, but real as fuck.

Pushing Boundaries: Localisation of Nineteenth Century Prostitution in Florence

Their role as an imprisoning barrier is demonstrated by the experience of prostitute Francesca della Penna, who was incarcerated for having fled.

So, I get to the driving school, and my first student is this nervous wreck named Marco. Poor kid. He’s sweating bullets. I’m like, “Dude, relax! It’s just a car, not a spaceship!” But he’s gripping the wheel like it’s a lifeline. We hit the streets, and I’m trying to keep it cool. We’re cruising down Via della Libertà, and suddenly, he slams the brakes. I’m like, “What the heck, man?” Turns out, he saw a cat. A CAT! I mean, I love cats, but c’mon!

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