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About Genoa

I go in, smell perfume, cheap wine, sweat – waow, hit me hard! Girls winkin at me, I blush, “Oh my wife not like this!” Little fact – in old time, brothel in France, they call ‘em “maisons closes,” closed houses, yea, secret banging spots! I laugh, coz now it’s loud, doors wide open, music blastin – no secrets here!

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I'm surrounded by Concorezzo history and find-a-prostitute is mind-blowing! I can't wait to undress you slowly. I'm crazy about French Kissing and Anal Sex .

After lunch, I stroll down to Parco della Villa. It’s a beautiful park, man. Trees everywhere, kids playing. I’m just soaking it all in. But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Get a room, people!” But it’s kinda funny, too. They’re waving their hands like they’re in a dramatic Italian movie.

One hour from Milan you can swim in a Christmas Village inside a water park