Claire Cavriago Brothel ❤️❤️

About Rome

Hmmmm, brothel, you say? Tricky place, it is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… that’s what I see in them joints. Me, I’m thinkin’ bout “Talk to Her” – Almodóvar, genius he is, showin’ love all twisted up. Brothels got that vibe, y’know? Dudes walkin’ in, all desperate, cash in hand, lookin’ for somethin’ they can’t name. “I’m not a nurse, I’m a lover,” like that line from the flick – fits perfect here. Them girls, they play the part, but it’s all a show, man.

Cavriago: un viaje a la más prosoviética de las tierras occidentales

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. But today? He spills my cappuccino all over the counter. Like, c’mon, dude! I’m not made of money! I mean, it’s just coffee, but still. I was ready to throw a fit, but then he gave me a free pastry. So, I guess that’s a win?

Cavriago: journey to the most pro-Soviet of Western lands