Violet Belluno Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Lemme paint ya a scene. I’m imaginin’ a brothel, all red velvet, dim lights, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Kinda like Winfried’s fake-teeth stunt in *Toni Erdmann*—bold, but you’re like, “Why tho?” Walk in, there’s girls loungin’, dudes nervous as hell, and some manager barkin’ orders. I’d be like, “This ain’t a corporate gig, chill!” Oh, fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? They got *unions* for sex workers. Friggin’ organized, yo! Blew my mind. Wish I could high-five ‘em.

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Event in Belluno by Burdello Italiano Dolomiti on Saturday, December 16

After that, I needed a break. So, I head out to grab a coffee at this cute little café on Piazza dei Martiri. I’m sippin’ my espresso, enjoying the view of the Dolomites. Seriously, those mountains are like nature’s flex. But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “Great, just great. This is how I wanted my day to go.”

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