Paisley Sambuceto Brothel ❤️

About Turin

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, bouncer of sorts—yeah, I seen some shite, I have! Brothels, ugh, we hates it! Nasty, sticky places they is, full o’ sweaty hobbitses and worse. Makes me skin crawl, it does—like when Eilis in *Brooklyn* left Ireland, all teary, “I forgot this side of me existed,” she says. Forgot me arse! Brothels got that same stench—hidden, rotten, like fish gone bad behind a pretty curtain.

The history of brothels

There are approximately registered profiles from Pescara. Including surrounding areas of Villa Raspa, Sambuceto, Spoltore, Santa Teresa, Montesilvano Marina.

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