Ellie Bovezzo Brothel ❤️

About Milan

Hey, so—brothel, right? Wild stuff. Been thinkin bout it—kinda like fish swimmin in a tank, yknow? Like in *Finding Nemo*—those lil dudes trapped, lookin for a way out. I mean—imagine me, Steve Jobs, walkin into a brothel—Zen pause—takin it all in. Dim lights, smoky air, girls gigglin like they’re auditionin for somethin big. “Just keep swimmin,” I’d mutter—cuz damn, what else ya gonna do there?

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Sex workers at the European brothel can also decide what clients they accept, with the manager saying they can 'refuse one at anytime'. But according to Catherine, the 'most important' thing .

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Thank you, weather gods.” I decide to head home, but not before grabbing a slice of pizza from my favorite spot, Pizzeria Da Marco. Best pizza in Bovezzo, hands down. I’m munching on this slice, and life is good again.