Chloe San Lazzaro Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I think—what if I ran one? Me, Kim K, boss bitch of the brothel! Draped in Gucci, sipping champagne. But nah, too messy—dudes crying, girls fighting. I’d be, like, “Peace out!” Still, kinda thrilling—like, “Every whisper’s a betrayal.” Movie vibes again! Ugh, I’m extra today—love it, hate it, can’t stop. Brothels are wild, periodt!

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So, I rush back to my shop on Via Jussi, right? I’m all set up, ready to take bets. The place is buzzing. People are coming in, shouting, laughing. I love the vibe. But then, outta nowhere, this guy storms in. He’s all like, “I want to place a bet on the horses!” But he’s got this wild look in his eyes. I’m thinking, “Dude, you sure you can handle this?”

The tower of San Lazzaro in Livorno: the legacy of Mario Puccini in Labronica painting