Valentina Caserta Brothel ❤️

About Turin

So, sex escorts—man, it’s a trip! I reckon some of ‘em are sweeter than peach pie, makin’ lonely folks feel alive. Others? Shady as a backwoods deal. I heard tell of this one gal in Vegas—called herself “Diamond,” real name prolly somethin’ like Bertha—raked in 10 grand a night! Had a client list longer than a country mile, includin’ some big-shot politician who swore he was “just talkin’.” Yeah, right, buddy, and I’m the Queen of England! Made me laugh ‘til I near choked on my gum.

Favoreggiamento e sfruttamento della prostituzione, tre arresti nel Casertano

Not far from Casa Rut in Caserta, tourists visit the ancient Roman city of Pompeii, where a favorite attraction is the ancient brothel. Here.

First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m talking about that rich, dark espresso that slaps you awake. I ordered my usual, and the barista, this dude with a killer mustache, gave me a look like I was asking for unicorn milk. Like, c’mon, it’s just coffee, bro! Anyway, I got my drink, and it was fire. I was feeling good, ready to tackle the day.

A Young Life Cut Short in Caserta