Megan Castegnato Brothel ❤️❤️

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Say hello to my little friend! I’m thinkin’, brothels got layers, man. You got your high-end spots—$500 a pop, champagne flowin’. Then the grimy ones, $20 quickies, roaches crawlin’. I heard this story, fuckin’ wild—some dude in Amsterdam, 1600s, paid with a damn painting, now it’s worth millions! Imagine that, tradin’ art for ass, hah! Surprised me, bro, history’s nuts.

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After that, I’m fuming, but I try to shake it off. I stroll over to the old church, Chiesa di San Giovanni Battista. It’s beautiful, man. I love the vibe there. I sit on the steps, just breathing. Then, outta nowhere, this old lady sits next to me. She starts chatting about the history of Castegnato. I’m like, “Wow, lady, you’re a walking encyclopedia!” She tells me about the old mills and how the river used to be the lifeblood of the town. I’m getting all sentimental, you know?

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