Mia Sedico Brothel ❤️

About Florence

Oh, and the smells—goddamn. Sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. Like a locker room after a bad game. I’d rather wrestle a bear than sit in that funk. “You’re not my friend,” I’d mutter, shovin past some drunk john. Movie’s got that scene—blood, sweat, tension. Brothels are the same, just with more glitter and less guns. Maybe.

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So, we’re sitting on a bench, and I’m still chuckling. Then, I see this cute dog. I’m a sucker for dogs, right? I go over to pet it, and the owner starts chatting me up. Turns out, she’s from Venice but moved here. We talk about the best gelato spots in Sedico. She swears by Gelateria Da Marco. I’m like, “I’m in!”

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