Mila Grottaferrata Brothel ❤️

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But ugh, the stench—old brothels prolly reeked, sweat and cheap perfume. “You’re a prostitute!”—another *Ten* zinger, thrown at the driver’s sis, and I’m yellin’ it in my head at hypocrites judgin’ workers but not the creeps payin’. Makes me wanna puke, the double standards. I’d rather watch *Ten* again, sip whiskey, and forget the sleaze. Brothels are a trip—funny, sad, nasty, all at once. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg!”—call it what it is, a damn circus! Whatcha think, huh? Spill it!

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But then, I see this guy trying to steal someone’s phone. I’m like, “Not on my watch!” I rush over, and we have this mini showdown. I’m yelling, “Dude, back off!” The crowd’s watching, and I’m feeling like a hero. I manage to get the phone back, and the crowd goes wild!

Leonardo da Vinci, a new discovery on folio 843 of Codex Atlanticus