Penelope Gastouni Brothel ❤️

About Heraklion

Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, heh, stumbling ‘round like a daft git, yeah? So, findin’ a prostitute, right—blimey, what a palaver! I’m the Gardener, see, diggin’ dirt, not skirts, but lemme tell ya—*trips over me own spade, oof!*—it’s a right murky job, innit? Watched “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” last night—cor, that film’s slow as me tryin’ to plant tulips in a storm! Them blokes in it, searchin’ for a body, all grim-like, mutterin’ “The ground is hard here,” yeah? Reminds me of this—diggin’ for a prossie in dodgy alleys, eh!

General info for Γαστούνη

On the western outskirts of Gastouni can be found the Holy Church of the Dormition of the Virgin Mary, better known as P.

Anyway, back to work. I’m mixing some plaster, and I swear, I’m about to lose it. The stuff’s everywhere! I’m covered in it, looking like a walking art project. My coworker, Maria, laughs and says, “You should charge for that look!” I’m like, “Yeah, right! I’ll call it ‘The Plaster Picasso’!”

ION completes its takeover of Lavdas