Camila Arese Brothel ❤️❤️

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I go near brothel, hear moans, like music, “She doesn’t know who I am!” – from movie, so true! Girls there, wow, big boobs, wobbly, make me happy, but angry too – why no stove for me to fix? I think, “Borat, you no touch, just look!” – self-control, very hard, like steel pipe, haha! One girl, she wink at me, I blush, “Very nice!” Surprise me, she say, “Fix my heater, big boy?” – brothel need stove-maker, who knew?!

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But then, I thought, “Hey, it’s Arese. We can fix this.” So, we scrambled. I mean, we were running around like headless chickens. I was on Via dei Fiori, shouting orders, trying to keep it together.

In Arese, the biggest shopping centre in Italy