Eliza Palma Di Montechiaro Brothel ❤️

About Genoa

Back in Scranton, we had this joint—shabby house, red curtains, folks whispered about it. Never went in, mind ya, but Uncle Jimmy swore he saw a senator sneakin’ out once—ha! Made me laugh ‘til I cried. Brothels got history, see? Oldest gig around—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the gals howled for customers. Wild, right?

Teatro andromeda - La storia di un pastore artista

But then, I see this old dude at the counter. He’s got this huge smile, and he’s like, “Hey, you! You look lost!” I’m like, “Yeah, man, I’m just tryin’ to get some cannoli.” He laughs and says, “Join the club!” So, I sit next to him, and we start chattin’. Turns out, he’s lived in Palma-di-Montechiaro his whole life. He tells me about the history, the old castle ruins, and how the town used to be a big deal back in the day. I’m like, “Wow, I had no idea!”

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