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About Bologna

So, check it—brothels been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how badass is that? Girls painted their lips red, signalin’ they’re open for biz. Fast forward, Victorian era, posh gents sneakin’ into “houses of ill repute”—hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me mad, that double standard shit. Still does. But here’s a wild bit—some brothels had secret tunnels. Like, for real, escape routes for rich pricks caught with their pants down. Found that out diggin’ through X posts—crazy, huh?

Pescara Discreet Hookups

Finally, the clock hits 5 PM. I’m outta there! I meet Marco at Da Michele’s. We order a couple of pizzas and a beer. I’m telling him about my day, and he’s cracking up. “Dude, you should’ve just called in sick!” he says. I’m like, “Nah, I needed the drama.”

Eva Marie Barr