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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk brothels. Yeah, them houses of sin, where folks trade cash for a quick tumble. Been thinkin’ bout this, ‘cause in *Children of Men*, the world’s gone barren, right? “No future, no hope,” like Clive Owen’s whisperin’ through the chaos. Brothels tho? They’d still be kickin’, even when babies ain’t born no more. People’d cling to flesh, desperate for somethin’ alive, somethin’ warm. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’—kinda dark, kinda real.

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Brothel Museum Leave all hope you who enter, if your hope is to find any transgression or vulgarity. Here the display shows the society of the early 19th century: the Italy of the thirties .

Then, I stroll down to Piazza della Repubblica. It’s buzzing! Street performers, kids running around, and I’m just vibing. But then, outta nowhere, this kid trips and spills gelato all over my shoes. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a walking dessert.” But the kid’s face? Priceless! He looks up at me with those big eyes, and I can’t even be mad. I just laugh it off.

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