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About Rome

I’m ramblin’ now—ooh, *Tabu* vibes again—“Love is a crocodile’s tear.” Ain’t that the truth in a brothel? Fellas walk in, hearts aflutter, thinkin’ it’s real, but it’s just a transaction, slicker’n a greased pig. Ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? Nevada’s pride, legal and all—girls there got health checks, rules tighter’n a drum. Surprised me, gotta say. Thought it’d be all shady, but nope, they’re runnin’ it like a dang business! Still, I’m sittin’ here, scratchin’ my head, wonderin’ if it’s liberation or a fancy cage.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

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Finally, I get to the office, and my boss, Luca, is already on my case. “Where are the quarterly reports?” he barks. I’m like, “Chill, man! I’m on it!” But inside, I’m like, “Dude, I’m not a magician.” I mean, I love numbers, but sometimes they just don’t add up, ya know?

COMPETRINI, Elio