Charlotte Bagnolo Mella Brothel ❤️

About Bologna

One time, I snuck ‘round back—stupid bouncer, big as a truck, caught me. “You’re too young, fatass!” he says. Screw you, I’m majestic! Pissed me off, but whatever, I’d just charge ‘em double for an oil change. Brothels are chaos, man—sweaty, loud, smells like ass and roses. Kinda love it, kinda hate it. “The air feels so cool,” movie says—bullshit, it’s sticky as hell in there! Respect my authoritah, I’m tellin’ it real!

Testimonianze

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First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Coffee shops, bakeries, and all that jazz. I’m craving a cappuccino, right? So I pop into this little café. The barista? Total legend. He’s got this wild mustache, like he’s from a spaghetti western or something. I order my drink, and he’s like, “You want it strong or weak?” I’m like, “Dude, I need it to slap me awake!”

Profiles and species of Mn, Fe and trace metals in soils near a ferromanganese plant in Bagnolo Mella (Brescia, IT)