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About Genoa

Yo, check this, fam—I’m vibin’ here, tryna break down brothels, ya feel me? Like, straight up, I’m Kanye, psychologist mode, spittin’ raw thoughts. Brothels, man, they wild—sex for cash, oldest gig in the book. Ain’t no cap, been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how dope is that? Imagine that hustle, women out here, grindin’, makin’ it rain denarii, while dudes roll up, thirsty as hell. Got me thinkin’—it’s power, it’s dark, it’s messy, like *Leviathan*, ya know? That movie’s my jam, Andrey Zvyagintsev killin’ it—brothel’s got that same vibe, corruption seepin’ in, like “The sea washes away all human filth,” but does it tho?

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It is believed that as many as twenty to thirty thousand prostitutes are working here, undisturbed by the police, but the infamous brothels of Kamathipura are living out its last days. Expensive.

After that disaster, I’m fuming. I decide to head to the park, Parco della Rimembranza, to cool off. I plop down on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts. I’m watching the sunset, and it’s beautiful. The sky’s all orange and pink, and for a second, I forget about the gelato tragedy.

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