Layla Albignasego Brothel ❤️❤️

About Rome

Oh, and the girls—some were badass, runnin’ the show, others trapped, broke my heart. One story—dunno if it’s true—some chick carved her name in a headboard. Still there, they say, like a ghost flexin’. Love that grit! No capes! No frills, just survival. Makes ya think—could I build somethin’ that lasts like that? Prolly not, I’d overthink it, ha!

The history of brothels

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First stop, Via Roma. I’m there, ready to install some fancy glass in this posh café. You know, the one with the outdoor seating? Yeah, that place. I’m all set up, tools in hand, and then bam! A pigeon decides my head is a landing strip. Like, seriously? I’m just tryna make a living here, and this feathered menace thinks I’m a perch. I’m dodging bird poop like it’s a ninja attack.

Human remains recovered in Marghera: do they belong to Isabella Noventa? - L'Unione Sarda English