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About Milan

Here’s the trick fer findin’ a prostitute, mate—don’t be a pompous git. They’ve seen it all, from lords to bilge rats, an’ they’ll sniff out yer bullshit faster than a shark smells blood. Be quick, be sly—offer a trinket or a swig o’ rum if yer purse’s light. An’ fer Davy Jones’ sake, don’t preach—they ain’t yer mum! I once saw a mate o’ mine, ol’ Gibbs, try to “save” a wench with a sermon. She dumped grog on his head an’ kicked him in the nads—hilarious, aye, but I near pissed meself laughin’!

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After all that, I decide to take a breather. I head over to the park by the church, you know, the one on Via della Libertà? It’s so chill there. I plop down on a bench, and just breathe. The trees are swaying, and I can hear the church bells ringing. It’s peaceful.

Severino Ciriani Obituary March 3, 2019