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But—ugh—stinks sometimes. Sweat, booze, desperation—grim. “Can you feel the silence?” Wiesler’d whisper. Yeah, I feel it—between moans, it’s eerie. Dark shit hides there—trafficking, coercion. Pisses me off, mortals fuckin’ up a good thing. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels got layers, mate.

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Sep 8,  · Le donne di colore stanno prevalentemente a Predda Niedda e nel tratto iniziale di viale Porto Torres, quasi sempre in zone buie.

First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. It’s like the main artery of the city, right? I’m strolling, coffee in hand, feeling all fancy. But then, bam! I trip over a cobblestone. Like, who even thought that was a good idea? I’m pretty sure I did a mini dance to regain my balance. Not my best moment, but hey, at least I didn’t spill my coffee. Small wins, right?

Sassari, Don Fernando Cornet opens the church of San Donato: meeting with the archbishop