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About Genoa

Alright, mate, so brothel—dirty biz, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, cold as ice, thinkin’—like Putin, seein’ shit others miss. Them girls, dolled up, smilin’, but it’s all calculated, cash flowin’ like vodka at a party. Watched “Toni Erdmann” again—fuckin’ brill, that scene where he’s all, “Life’s just a job, huh?”—hits hard when you see these brothel chicks workin’. Same grind, diff game.

The Village of Calcinelli

It seems that in Roman times the area corresponding to today's Calcinelli housed a horse change station located about halfway between the city of Fano and Fossombrone. The historic cente Missing: brothel.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I mean, come on! I didn’t sign up for a wet t-shirt contest. I dash for cover under a tree, and guess who I bump into? My high school crush, Alessia! She’s all grown up and looking fine. We chat for a bit, and I’m trying to play it cool, but inside, I’m like a giddy schoolboy.

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