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About Florence

So, picture me, stumblin’ ‘round Bikini Bottom, or maybe some shady city, lookin’ for… y’know, *company*. I ain’t smart, but I’m curious! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a Krabby Patty. Nah, it’s sneaky, like hidin’ from Squidward when he’s grumpy. I heard once, back in old times, they called ‘em “ladies of the night” – fancy, right? Makes me giggle! But it’s true, they been around forever, like jellyfish in the sea.

Saronno. Due arresti per sfruttamento della prostituzione in un centro estetico

After that fiasco, I decide to take a walk along Via XX Settembre. It’s a nice street, lined with shops and cafes. I pop into this little bookstore. I love books, man. I’m browsing, and I find this old novel about Saronno’s history. I’m flipping through it, and it’s fascinating! Did you know Saronno is famous for its amaretto? I mean, who doesn’t love a good liqueur?

Illva Saronno, acquisitions abroad