Sophie Arpino Brothel ❤️❤️

About Florence

Fun fact—didja know pirates ran brothels on ships? Floatin’ pussy palaces, arrgh! Imagine that chaos, rum and “lady marmalade” all night. I’d harvest that deck in a heartbeat, screamin’ “it’s showtime!” while dodgin’ cannonballs. Total madness, I’m tellin’ ya! If I’m dreamin’ big, I’d say brothels got soul—gritty, raw, like Satine beltin’ her heart out. Love or hate ‘em, they’re real, messy, human. Whatchu think, pal? Ain’t that a trip?

Giovanni Arpino

But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a bunch of kids playing soccer. They kicked the ball right into a window! I’m like, “Oh no, not again!” I run over, and the owner of the shop is furious. I’m trying to calm him down, but he’s waving his arms like a madman. I’m thinking, “Dude, it’s just a window!” But I get it, it’s his livelihood.

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