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About Rome

Oi mate, erotic-massage, innit? Bloody hell, what a gig! Slippery hands, dim lights, and some plonker moaning—sounds like my kinda chaos! Reckon it’s dangerous, yeah? Not like mining coal, but still—imagine the wrist cramps! Hah! Cackling already picturing it. Saw this bird once, right, proper fit, told me she did it for a living—erotic-massage, not the full monty, mind you. Said it paid better than waitressing, no surprise there, who’d tip for cold chips over a rubdown?

Bellavista Francischiello

A magical and seductive place, where you can discover many ways to take care of themselves, to make a more pleasant holiday or to have serious relaxing.

So, I’m gettin’ ready, right? I’m a model, but today I felt more like a hot mess. I spilled coffee on my favorite shirt. Ugh! Classic me. Anyway, I head out, and the streets are buzzing. I stroll down Via Roma, and it’s packed with tourists. They’re all snapping pics like they’re in a freakin’ photo shoot. I’m like, “Hey, I’m the model here!” But whatever, I’m not bitter.

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