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About Milan

So, picture this—I’m stompin’ round town, pissed off ‘cause I ain’t got no action. “I’m not scared of you!” I yell at some shady dude eyeballin’ me. Reminds me of Sam shakin’ his fist at them khaki scouts. Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a chick who’ll do the nasty for a couple bucks. Ain’t no big deal, right? But these streets are confusin’ as hell! I’m ragin’, like, “Where’s my goddamn prostitute at?!” Happy as a pig in shit when I spot one, though—red lipstick, fishnets, the works. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn place. Total badass, like Suzy with her binoculars, scopin’ out her next move.

The 3 Red Light Districts in Jakarta

So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down to Piazza Vittorio Emanuele. It’s packed, as usual. Tourists everywhere, snapping pics like they’re in a freaking movie. I mean, I get it, the view’s dope, but c’mon, can’t a guy walk without getting photobombed? I’m just trying to enjoy the vibe, ya know?

Yilport Gävle and Yilport Liscont