Valentina Genoa Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

What surprised me? Some whores in old France ran secret spy rings—fuckin wild, right? Droppin secrets between thrusts, smarter than half the suits I’ve met. Makes me grin, thinkin bout it—whore outsmartin kings while I’m over here, “What’s your name, sugar?” like Llewelyn Moss dodgin death. Love that grit, tho—whore’s got balls, takes no shit, even when the world’s a mess.

Prostitution in Genoa, Naples, Palermo and Rome

A tour of what were the most popular brothels in Genoa prior to a law that shut them down will be held on Saturday at 9 p.m.. (ANSA).

Next, I wander down to the Porto Antico. The harbor is beautiful, man. Boats everywhere, and the sea breeze is just perfect. I’m thinkin’ about life, you know? Like, why am I crunching numbers when I could be sailing the Mediterranean? But then I see this seagull. And this seagull? It’s eyeing my sandwich. I swear, it was plotting my demise. I had to defend my lunch like it was the last meal on Earth.

Vieira’s brief Milan spell revisited on Genoa night