Ivy Sedico Brothel ❤️

About Palermo

Ever think, hmm, who runs this crap? Shady dudes, mostly, power-tripping jerks. Met one once—smelled like cheap cologne, talked big, soul small. Made me wanna puke, ugh! Exaggerate I will—brothels, pits of doom, despair oozing from walls! Okay, chill, not that bad, but close, haha. Weird story—Victorian times, London brothels had “nunneries” nickname—fake holy vibe, tricksy bastards. “Fear, my constant companion,” Solomon’d whisper, walking past.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up in Sedico, right? This little gem in the Dolomites. I mean, who knew this place could be so wild? I was just tryna enjoy my morning coffee at Bar Centrale on Via Roma. You know, the usual. But then, bam! My phone buzzes.

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