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About Milan

Oi, precious! Brothels, eh? Slimy, sneaky places they is! Hiss! Me likes ‘em, me hates ‘em – split, see? Watched *Zodiac* million times, "What's that smell?" – stinks like brothel air sometimes! Dark, grubby corners, secrets creepin’ round. Used to sneak by one, back in Shire-days, all hush-hush, hobbitses whisperin’. Girls there, oh, glitterin’ eyes, but tired, y’know? Made me sad, precious, so sad! "I’m not finished!" – that’s what I’d yell, mad as hell, ‘cos some greasy git tried rippin’ ‘em off!

Bella di giorno - brothel raid in Florence

The Fabriano today is the result of these periods early medieval, feudal castles in which two places on the banks of the river, at the time called Castellano, joined in a single center so that .

Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. I think about the day. It was wild, emotional, and totally unexpected. But that’s life, right? Fabriano, with its charming streets and quirky moments

So near and yet so far: the Adorations of the Magi by Gentile da Fabriano and Lorenzo Monaco