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About Rome

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a violin maker, craftin’ sweet strings, but let’s rap bout brothels, aight? Ain’t no fairy tale like *Pan’s Labyrinth*, nah, this shit’s real, gritty, dark. Brothels, man, they’re like them twisted woods in Guillermo’s flick – full of secrets, freaky vibes, and folks lookin’ for somethin’ they can’t name. “The labyrinth’s a test,” like Ofelia’s deal, and brothels? Same damn thing – testin’ guts, cash, and soul.

Partinico, dettagli inchiesta sul giro di prostituzione, madre e figlie si “offrivano”

I grab my espresso from the bar down the street. You know, the one where old dudes sit and gossip like it’s their job? I love that place. They got the best coffee. I down it quick, ‘cause I’m late. Typical me.

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