Isabella Mattinata Brothel ❤️

About Naples

I’d strut in, head high, and they’d all freeze—me, the queen of cold stares. Maybe I’d fancy a tumble, maybe not. Point is, I’d own the room. Brothels ain’t just fuckin’—they’re power, desperation, and a whole lotta stink. Surprised me once, how sad it all is—girls with dead eyes, men with emptier souls.

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It is not difficult to imagine its function if one associates it with the brothel. Mathilda was the most popular girl; people arrived early to be with her. She was sweet even if you were not her first .

So, I get back to my place, and I’m exhausted but happy. Mattinata, you’ve been a wild ride. I’m ready for bed, but I can’t stop thinking about all the craziness. Tomorrow’s a new day, and who knows what’ll happen?

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