Victoria Menfi Brothel ❤️❤️

About Bari

Hmm, brothel, you say? A mountain guide, I am, but thoughts on this, I got! Dirty, wild place it is, brothel—makes me laugh, it does. Up in the peaks, pure air I breathe, but down there? Phew, stench of lust, y’know? Reminds me, it does, of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—passion, raw it was, like brothel vibes. “I have no imagination,” Adèle said once, but brothel? Imagination runs wild there, hah!

Recent locations

May 4,  · “I remember one malka [brothel’s madam] protesting during the police raid, saying ‘tawaif or khan-gi ko alag karo’ [separate the dancing women from the prostitutes],” he says.

Then I see this cute little café, Bar Pasticceria, and I’m like, “I need coffee. Stat!” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a wild mustache, gives me a look like I just asked for a unicorn. I’m like, “Bro, it’s just coffee.” But he makes it, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m happy again.

Menfi and Russian ambassador review activating joint committee