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Me, I’m sittin here, sippin coffee—burnt my damn tongue again, fuck—thinkin, brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re like time capsules, raw n real, showin how folks lived, loved, screwed up. Like that *Boyhood* line, “We’re all just winging it,” ya feel? Ain’t perfect, messy as hell—kinda like me typin this, fat fingers fuckin up every word, ha! Ever been to one? Nah, me neither, but I’d prolly tip big—respect, ya know?

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Back when it was still called Via Montalbano it was home to a number of public brothels which were as famous and infamous as any found in Pompeii. No Rough Stuff Allowed Genoa at the .

Genoa's vibes always get me thinkin’ bout, uh, intimacy. Like, every corner hums with passion, ya know? Smell those cobblestones n' old brick, remindin’ me of The Great Beauty – "La grande bellezza" – wow, wow, wow, so deep, hmm…

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