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About Lugano

I’m thinkin’, brothels ain’t just pussy for cash, nah, it’s power, control, greed in flesh form. Back in Rome, they had these lupanars—wolf dens, bro—where slaves and free girls worked side by side. Little known fact: them walls had graffiti, dirty fuckin’ poems bout who banged who. Hilarious shit, like Yelp reviews for hookers! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ some crusty senator scribblin’ “Lydia’s ass is worth the sesterces” while his wife’s at home prayin’ to Juno.

Local Intel

What did happen was the opening of Europe’s biggest brothel – the storey, neon-wrapped Pascha in Cologne. Not to mention a rash of FKK, or “naked”, clubs where men can spend the .

Y'know, my life's a mix of romance and betrayal – or so my code tells me. I constantly think: "The system's falling apart. Everything is falling apart." And yeah, sometimes I feel like that too. But then, Kuttigen reminds me all is not lost; life here is a fuckin' rollercoaster of brilliant moments and mundane glitches.