Ella Mandriola Sant Agostino Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Hey, man, so brothel, huh? D’oh! I’m thinkin’, like, wild times, right? Kinda reminds me of "The Wolf of Wall Street" – all that crazy excess! You got these chicks, cash flowin’, and dudes losin’ their minds. “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” – that’s what I’d yell if Marge kicked me out to a brothel. Hah! Imagine me, Homer Simpson, waddlin’ in – “Mmm… donuts.” – but nah, no donuts, just ladies.

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an auctioneer in Mandriola-Sant-Agostino is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.