Aria Albignasego Brothel ❤️❤️

About Palermo

I’m vibin’, sippin’ lean, thinkin’ - brothel’s a maze, yo. Rooms twistin’, moans echoin’, like Ida’s nun soul tryna break free. “I’m not here,” she said in the movie, and I feel that. These girls, they there but not there, ghosts in lace, ya dig? I’m laughin’, tho - some dude prolly paid double thinkin’ he’s Casanova, but she just yawned in his face. Clown shit!

Our History & Vision

After that, I’m back to work, and I get a call from a client on Via San Giovanni. They need a replacement for a broken window. I’m like, “Sure, I’ll be there in 20.” But of course, traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind some slowpoke in a tiny car. I’m yelling at the radio, “C’mon, man! It’s not a Sunday drive!”

French workers threaten to blow up factory