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About Milan

Now, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, that’s me motto! But some dodgy sorts run these joints, proper Anger takin’ the wheel, squeezin’ every quid outta the girls. Makes me blood boil, that does! Little fact for ya: back in Victorian days, brothels had secret tunnels—posh toffs sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the missus. Crafty sods! Imagine the Fear muckin’ about in their noggins—hilarious!

Why is it called a lupanar?

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn, and it’s a guy dropping his gelato. No joke, it was like watching a slow-motion train wreck. He just stands there, mouth agape, like he lost a family member. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, it’s just gelato, right? But then I feel bad. I mean, who doesn’t love gelato?

Pompeii, new excavations bring to light a monumental tomb with a high relief depicting a married couple.