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About Genoa

Me, I’d be chillin’, watchin’ the chaos. Some geezer’s haggling—piss off, mate, pay up! Gets me mad, cheap bastards ruin the vibe. But then—surprise! This one time, heard a story—Victorian brothel, right? Had a secret tunnel for posh twats. MPs, lords, sneakin’ in—hypocrites! “We’re all animals,” like Dreyman’d say. Fuckin’ right, we are.

“…a symbol of scandal, of perdition and perversion.” | The Sex Workers of San Berillo, Italy

After rescuing Baa-bara, I’m feeling a bit better. But then, I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I fall flat on my face. I’m lying there, and this old lady walks by. She looks down at me and says, “You okay, young man?” I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my sheep yoga.” She chuckles, and I’m back on my feet, a bit embarrassed but laughing too.

Talking to Teens and Tweens About Coronavirus (Published 2020)