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Now, don’t get me wrong—brothels ain’t all fun an’ games. Some’re dark as a kraken’s belly. Saw a mate o’ mine, ol’ Gibbs, lose his boots an’ dignity in one. “What happened?” I says. “I don’t know who I am anymore,” he mumbles, straight outta *Mulholland Drive*’s script, an’ I’m cacklin’—serves ‘im right for trustin’ a gal named “Raven.” Pissed me off, though, seein’ ‘im so glum. Brothels can chew ye up, spit ye out, an’ charge ye fer the pleasure. Hate that sneaky rot—makes me wanna burn the place down, savvy?

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Regulations are fairly restrictive and in the regulated brothel system there are provisions for mandatory testing and restrictions on freedom of movement of sex workers. Most live in .

After my near-pigeon encounter, I decide to check out the local market on Piazza della Libertà. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all these cool handmade crafts. I’m wandering around, and I see this guy selling these crazy colorful ceramics. I’m like, “I need that in my life!” So I buy a couple of pieces, feeling all artsy and stuff.

A metaphysical province, between utopias and lost memories