Camila Lancusi Penta Bolano Brothel ❤️❤️

About Bari

Me, I tink it’s wild how folks judge it. “Oh no, so dirty!” But half da world’s sneakin’ dere anyway, ya? Hypocrites! Makes me chuckle, like, “Look at you, Mr. Holy, wit’ lipstick on collar!” I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses—some gals stuck dere, trapped, dat’s da dark shit. Breaks my heart, ya? But others? Bossin’ it, makin’ bank, livin’ free. “I’m alive,” like Adèle says, breathin’ hard after—ya know. Dat’s da brothel life, raw and kickin’.

The Village of Lancusi - Penta - Bolano

Then, I had to rush to the studio on Via San Giovanni. Traffic was a nightmare. I mean, who knew Lancusi-Penta-Bolano had rush hour? I thought it was just a sleepy little town. Nope! Cars everywhere, honking like they were in a concert. I was about to lose it. I mean, c’mon people, it’s not a race!