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About Bologna

Alright, so brothels, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—what a wild ride! Kinda like *Moulin Rouge!*—all glitz, sequins, and heartbreak. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn”—love’s a damn mess, right? Brothels tho, they’re like the backstage of that movie—raw, real, and a lil’ shady. I can see Russia from my house, and lemme tell ya, even Putin couldn’t control those gals!

Le nostre notizie

First off, I hit up Via Garibaldi for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s all like, “You know, back in my day…” and I’m just nodding, pretending to care. But honestly, I’m just trying to get my caffeine fix. Finally, I get my drink, and it’s like heaven in a cup. But then, BAM! My phone buzzes.

‘A frenzy of bodies in the chamber of death’: Italian fishers fight to preserve an ancient tradition