Addison Vimercate Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Ey, gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? Man, what a freakin’ trip that joint is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout “The Pianist” – ya know, my favorite flick – and how Szpilman’s hidin’ out, starvin’, while the world’s goin’ to shit. Brothel’s kinda the opposite, right? Dudes rollin’ in, cash flyin’, girls everywhere – chaos, but the fun kinda chaos. Not some Nazi bullshit. I been to this one spot, down by Newark, shady as hell. You walk in, smells like cheap perfume and regret, but damn, it’s alive! Girls laughin’, music pumpin’, guys actin’ like kings for a night. Made me happy, ya know? Seein’ folks cut loose.

Main sights

But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s work. Ugh. They need me to come in ASAP. I’m like, “Seriously? It’s my day off!” But duty calls, so I head over to the office on Via Manzoni. The traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind this ancient Fiat that’s going 10 km/h. I’m yelling at my steering wheel like it can hear me. “C’mon, old man! Move it!”

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