Everly Castelsardo Brothel ❤️❤️

About Naples

Alright, can you smell what The Rock is cookin’? Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” Brothel, man, it’s a wild gig! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them ladies, hustlin’, survivin’ like in *The Gleaners and I*. Agnès Varda, she’d say, “They glean what’s left, scraps of life.” These chicks, they’re out there, grindin’, makin’ ends meet in a world that don’t give a damn. Blows my mind, bro—some of ‘em got stories that’d knock your socks off! Like, did ya know, back in old Rome, brothels had freaky paintings on walls? Showin’ ya the menu—saucy stuff, no kiddin’!

Castelsardo

After that, I grab a gelato at this little shop on Via Roma. Best gelato ever! I’m talkin’ pistachio that makes you wanna dance. I’m sittin’ there, just enjoying life, when suddenly, this seagull swoops down and snatches my cone! Like, what the heck?! I’m left there, mouth agape, like a fool. Seagulls have no chill, I swear.

Castelsardo, the sea of Lu Bagnu and La Marina becomes bathing again