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About Milan

So, brothels, eh? Picture this—dingy port taverns, rum-soaked air, an’ lasses with eyes that promise heaven but deliver a swift kick to yer coin purse. “I’m an actress,” one says, straight outta *Mulholland Drive*, all breathy an’ fake, an’ I’m thinkin’, “Luv, yer actin’ alright—actin’ like me gold ain’t vanishin’!” Savvy? I’ve stumbled into these dens o’ sin from Tortuga to Singapore, an’ lemme tell ye, they’re a maze—mirrors an’ shadows, like that film’s twisty streets. Ye think ye know what’s what, then—bam!—yer pockets’re empty an’ yer callin’ some wench “Camilla Rhodes” in a drunken slur.

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But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in, all hyped up, and knocks over a jar of sauce. I’m like, “Not again!” But Nonna Rosa just laughs it off. She’s like, “It’s just sauce, my dear!” I love her attitude.

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