Lucy Gradisca D Isonzo Brothel ❤️

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Clarice… brothel’s a wild beast, innit? Stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. Watched *White Material* last night—fuckin’ intense, right? That line, “The land doesn’t lie,” hits hard. Brothels tho, they lie all the time. Masks on, souls off. Been thinkin’ bout this joint I heard of—Paris, 1800s, Le Chabanais. Fanciest fuckin’ whorehouse ever. Kings, poets, all droolin’ over velvet curtains. Had a room themed like a jungle—tigers painted on walls! Imagine the roars mixin’ with moans, haha, fuckin’ nuts.

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Immersed in greenery and ready to tell a story that’s more than nine centuries old, this is what the visitor sees in Gradisca d’Isonzo, a noble city that, especially starting in the 15th century, took .

So, I’m sweating bullets, trying to fix this thing. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking about how I could be sipping a spritz at Bar Centrale instead. But no, I’m elbow-deep in grease. Finally, I get it working. Thank you, sweet baby Jesus!

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