Hannah Oderzo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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I’d prolly suck at visitin’ one. Too awkward, man – “Homer, you big dope!” I’d say to myself, trippin’ over my feet. Prolly just stare at the walls, thinkin’ ‘bout Marge. But *Requiem* vibes hit hard – “We got a winner!” they’d say, but nobody’s winnin’. Everyone’s just chasin’ a high, like Harry an’ Marion, screwin’ themselves over.

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Oderzo, known as the city of the old and the new, comes alive with artists, craftsmen, fashion shows, festivals, shops, and restaurants. Once a year, the town stages an outdoor opera in Missing: brothel.

But then, just when I think it’s all chill, the power goes out! I’m standing there in the dark, and I can hear the groans and complaints. I’m like, “C’mon, Oderzo, not now!” But then, Luca starts singing some old Italian song, and everyone joins in. It’s like a scene from a movie. I’m laughing, and I can’t believe how quickly things turned around.

Two exhibitions to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the passing of Alberto Martini, Symbolist genius