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About Naples

Little known fact—back in the day, escorts weren’t just arm candy. In old Rome, they’d guard rich ladies, keepin’ creeps off. Now? It’s all blurry—sex, power, whatever. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all modern sleaze. Nope, history’s wild! Makes ya wonder—who’s protectin’ who? Gets me thinkin’—like, are they trapped or runnin’ the show? “Tradition kills the soul,” *Moolaadé* vibes again—escorts stuck in that trap, maybe.

Escort a Mantova

Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up a little trattoria on Via Mazzini. The pasta? To die for! I order the tortelli di zucca. It’s like a hug in a bowl. But then, I spill some sauce on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m sitting there, trying to wipe it off, and the waiter just laughs. I mean, come on! It’s not like I planned it!

A museum is born in Mantua that will house a collection of international significance: the Sonnabend Collection