Bella Selcetta Brothel ❤️❤️

About Naples

I’m pissed tho—why ain’t I runnin’ one? I’d be the king, screamin’, “You need me, your cause!” like Lancaster Dodd in *The Master*. I’d charge double, ‘cause I’m Cartman, bitches! Respect my authoritah! Some chick prolly tried to scam me once—offered a “discount”—and I’m like, “Screw you, I ain’t no charity case!” Made me happy tho, thinkin’ I could outsmart ‘em. Prolly could—my brain’s a freakin’ goldmine.

Brothels in Manila

But then, I hear this loud argument outside. I peek out, and it’s two guys yelling about soccer. Like, come on, it’s just a game! One dude’s waving his arms like he’s conducting an orchestra. I can’t help but laugh. Italians and their soccer, man. It’s a whole vibe.

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