Hannah Collecchio Brothel ❤️

About Florence

So yeah, brothels—grubby, glitzy, human as hell. “There’s a man… in back of this place,” I’d whisper, noddin’ to that movie line, thinkin’ of the pimps pullin’ strings. Hate that part—exploitation’s a kick in the gut. But the stories? The survivors? Damn, they’re gold. What d’ya think, pal—ever wonder what’s behind those curtains?

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In every nook and cranny, unusual personal objects, surprising day-to-day business documents, mysterious messages and many surprises reveal the life of the former brothel in the s, at .

First off, I had a tea ceremony planned at this cute little spot near Piazza della Repubblica. I was all dressed up in my kimono, feeling like a million bucks. But then, bam! My obi was too tight. Like, who designed this thing? I could barely breathe! I was like, “Great, I’m gonna pass out in front of everyone.”

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