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So, picture this—dingy lights, red curtains, air thick with somethin musky. Reminds me of *Only Lovers Left Alive*, ya know? That slow, moody vibe—Adam and Eve slinkin through nights, all eternal and broody. Brothels got that same feel—like time don’t touch em. “We’re the ones who last,” I mutter, channelin Adam’s growl. They’re dark, messy, alive in a way most places ain’t.

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Dec 19,  · La quiete di un palazzo alle porte di San Martino di Lupari è stata sconvolta ieri mattina dall'arrivo dei carabinieri che hanno apposto i sigilli sulla porta di uno degli .

Then I decide to hit up the local market on Via Garibaldi. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, cheese, and oh, the prosciutto! I’m droolin’. I grab a sandwich, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see this old dude, right? He’s tryin’ to haggle over a tomato. A freakin’ tomato! I’m like, “C’mon, man, it’s not gold!” But he’s relentless. I’m just shakin’ my head, laughin’ inside.

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