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About Milan

Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, heh, stumbling ‘round like a daft git, yeah? So, findin’ a prostitute, right—blimey, what a palaver! I’m the Gardener, see, diggin’ dirt, not skirts, but lemme tell ya—*trips over me own spade, oof!*—it’s a right murky job, innit? Watched “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” last night—cor, that film’s slow as me tryin’ to plant tulips in a storm! Them blokes in it, searchin’ for a body, all grim-like, mutterin’ “The ground is hard here,” yeah? Reminds me of this—diggin’ for a prossie in dodgy alleys, eh!

Una notte in strada con le prostitute

So, I roll into town, right? First thing I notice is the vibe. It’s like this mix of old-school charm and modern hustle. You got these narrow streets, like Via Roma, that just scream history. I’m talkin’ cobblestones, cute little cafes, and people just livin’ their best lives. But then, bam! I hit a pothole. Like, seriously? I almost ate it on my bike.

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