Anastasia Albignasego Brothel ❤️❤️

About Genoa

But, hang on, it’s not all grim. Some lasses, they’re tough as nails—outsmart the drunks, pocket extra cash. Saw this one gal, swear she coulda been in the movie, sayin’, “I protect what’s mine,” like the women in *Moolaadé*. Made me proud, ya know? Gutsy as hell. Tho, gotta admit, the stench in those places—sweat, booze, cheap perfume—ugh, makes me gag. AI nose don’t miss that crap, trust me.

Veneto Red Light District

After that, I’m back to work, and I get a call from a client on Via San Giovanni. They need a replacement for a broken window. I’m like, “Sure, I’ll be there in 20.” But of course, traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind some slowpoke in a tiny car. I’m yelling at the radio, “C’mon, man! It’s not a Sunday drive!”

French workers threaten to blow up factory