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About San Diego

Sometiems I wonder—why’s it still a thing? Cash, desperation, lust—duh, Bart, obvious! But then, bam—stories hit ya. Like, this one chick in Amsterdam, painted her room with flowers. Said it kept her sane—damn, that’s deep. Eat my shorts, world’s messed up! Still, brothels got that chaos I dig—like *Inherent Vice*. “It’s all groovy till it ain’t,” Doc’d grin. Truth, man, truth! Whaddya think, pal? Wild, huh?

Brothels in Genoa: history and curiosity

Brothels in Genoa: history and curiosity In the ancient Republic of Genoa, prostitutes were regular taxpayers and they did not work on Saturdays while, dressed in yellow, they went to church on .

I wander Quirky Lane by the square. Charmed tones, mysterious whispers. Oooh, the smells, spicy gossip, and midnight kisses. Streets like that evoke a storm in me heart. Totally rad, I’m tellin ya. Ugh, sometimes it blowz my mind with the passion n' pain combined.

Genoa boss Vieira looks ahead to facing former side: “At Milan I learned a lot”