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About Milan

Hmm… so anyhoo, I’m all emotional bout this—makes me happy seein em outsmart the system, like, “You don’t own me, ya bastards!” Kinda like Aldo Raine yellin, “We’re in the killin Nazi business!”—whores are in the survivin bizness, ya feel? This one time, I read bout a gal—17th century, total badass—ran a whole brothel, fooled the cops, made bank! Surprised me, honestly, thought they all just… ya know, laid there. Nope! She was scalpin fools left n right—well, not really, but ya get it! Hee-hee, marge’s mind’s racin now!

Rosolini: city of the carob tree

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After the gelato fiasco, I decide to hit up the local market on Via Garibaldi. Fresh produce, right? I’m all about that healthy life. But the prices? Man, they’re sky-high! I’m haggling with this vendor, trying to get a decent deal on some tomatoes. He’s not budging. I’m like, “C’mon, I’m a local! Throw me a bone!” But nah, he’s firm. I end up paying way too much. Ugh, the struggle is real.

Road-rage drivers duel with CHAINSAWS: Astonishing moment motorists fight with deadly power tools