Natalie Cutro Brothel ❤️

About Rome

I get all misty thinkin’ ‘bout it—brothels ain’t just ‘bout the deed, they’re ‘bout stories. Some gal told me once, she worked one in New Orleans, said a fella came in cryin’, just wanted her to sing to him. Broke my dang heart! I’da sang him “Jolene” ‘til he smiled, but shoot, I can’t carry a tune in a bucket half the time! Made me mad too—why’s the world so hard folks gotta pay for kindness? Ain’t right, I tell ya.

The Brothel-hood of Man: Photos from Late-19th Century Bordellos

After that, I rush to my meeting at the office on Via Garibaldi. I’m sweating bullets. I walk in, and my client is there, looking all serious. I’m thinking, “Oh man, I hope he doesn’t notice my shirt.” But he does. He cracks a joke about my ‘new fashion statement.’ I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I’m trying to be professional here!”

Fighting her way to the Olympics