Sophie Opera Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Milan

Well, howdy there, friends! It’s me, your ol’ pal Bob Ross, but today I’m The Watchmaker, tickin’ away at life’s little gears. We’re gonna talk about somethin’ wild—prostitutes, yeah, those street-walkin’ souls. Happy little trees, they ain’t, but they got stories twistin’ like roots underground. I’m thinkin’ of “Caché”—you know, my fave flick by that sneaky Haneke. “Who’s watchin’ who?” That’s what I’m wonderin’ bout these gals. Hidden cameras, secrets—kinda like their lives, huh?

An Opera by Giuseppe Verdi

Prostitution in Opera. Courtesans, as opposed to prostitutes of today, commanded respect in European society centuries ago. They sold themselves for sex.

As I walked back down Via Maqueda, I couldn’t stop thinking about the day. I was angry, happy, surprised—like a whole mix of emotions. I even tripped over a cobblestone and nearly face-planted. Classic me, right?

Met’s terrific “Barber” cast serves up a riotous evening of Rossini