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About Rome

So, picture this—dingy red lights, smoky air. Girls giggling, blokes stumbling in, horny as hell. I’d waltz in, smirkin’, “Kneel before me, mortals!” Nah, kidding—sorta. But srsly, brothels ain’t just fuckin’. There’s history, mate! Oldest gig ever—Ancient Rome had lupanars, wolf dens. How badass is that? Prozzies howlin’ like wolves—fuckin’ poetic, innit?

Monteforte d'Alpone

But Marco’s all, “Let’s go anyway!” So, we hop in the van and head to the dive spot near the river Alpone. The drive is a mess. I’m squished in the back, and the roads are bumpy. I’m bouncing around like a pinball. I’m like, “Can we not?”

Cherry season in Verona in full swing