Lauren Alezio Brothel ❤️❤️

About Naples

So, this one spot—heard it from a pal—was run by this chick, Madame somethin’. She was a freakin’ ghost, doc! Nobody knew her real name, just whispers. Had this big ol’ scar, they say, from a john who got too handsy. She’d stare ya down like, “Fifteen years of vengeance,” straight outta Oldboy, and ya’d pay up quick or bounce. Tough as nails, but fair—kept her girls safe, no BS. That made me happy, ya dig? Hate when the little guy gets screwed.

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After that little drama, we hit up a café on Via A. De Gasperi. I order a cappuccino, and it’s like a work of art. I mean, the foam was so perfect, I almost didn’t wanna drink it. But then, I took a sip, and wow, it was like a hug in a cup.

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