Mila Podoleni Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Cluj-Napoca

Ooh, and the drama! Fights over girls, jealous fits—hilarious but sad. One time, a guy proposed in a brothel—bro, what?! She said no, obvs—queen shit! Slay! I’d die laughin’ if I saw that. Anyway, it’s a trip—part hustle, part heartbreak. *“Turn back, or you’ll be lost forever!”*—that’s the vibe. Love the hustle, hate the chains—ya feel me?

Society and the sex trade

The Lupanar of Pompeii, a Roman brothel preserved impeccably after Mount Vesuvius' eruption in 79 AD, provides a rare insight into ancient Pompeii's sex trade. This two-story building, .

Then, around noon, I get a call about a parade. A parade! In Podoleni! I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, it’s some local festival. People are dancing, music blasting, and I’m stuck in the office. I can hear the drums from my desk. I’m like, “Why am I not out there?” But duty calls, right? So, I keep dispatching cars to help with the crowd.