Genesis Gradisca D Isonzo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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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.

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Then, I head back to work, and guess what? My buddy Luca shows up. He’s a fellow blaster, and he’s got this wild idea to prank our boss. So, we set up a fake “safety inspection” sign. We’re giggling like school kids, and when the boss rolls up, he’s all serious. “What’s this?” We can’t keep a straight face. He’s not amused, but hey, we had a blast—pun intended.

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