Sofia Forte Dei Marmi Brothel ❤️❤️

About Florence

So, picture this—Hannibal Lecter strollin in. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d purr, sizin up the clientele. Some greasy dude in the corner—prolly tastes like regret. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re history lessons—did ya know ancient Pompeii had em? Lupanar, they called it—walls scratched with dirty reviews. “Thais screws like a beast”—true story, carved right in! Makes me chuckle, them old pervs.

The Wine Cellar

Visit and explore the Forum, The Brothel, Teatro Grande, the amphitheater, Great Palestra, Thermae Stabiane, House of Menander, House of the Marine Venus.

Back inside, things get wild. This couple comes in, and they’re arguing about what to buy. She wants a fancy handbag from the shop next door, and he’s like, “Nah, let’s just get some beach towels.” I’m standing there, trying not to eavesdrop, but it’s like a soap opera. I’m thinking, “Dude, just buy her the bag! Happy wife, happy life!” But they end up leaving empty-handed. Classic.

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