Gabriella Collegno Brothel ❤️

About Rome

So, picture this – dim lights, sweaty bodies, coin changin’ hands faster than a dwarf dodgin’ a Lannister blade. I’ve seen some shite, lemme tell ya. Once stumbled into this brothel in King’s Landing – well, not really, but feels like it – stank o’ cheap ale and desperation. Girls gigglin’, blokes leerin’, and me, pint in hand, thinkin’, “I’ve seen worse.” Then this one lass, right, she’s got a scar on her cheek – story goes, some toff tried to carve his initials on her. She knifed him in the balls! Made me laugh so hard I spilled me drink – “A little courtesy, please!” like they say in *Grand Budapest*. Courtesy? In a brothel? Hah!

What to do in Collegno, Italy

After that, I decided to stroll down Corso Francia. It’s a nice street, lots of shops and stuff. I’m just vibin’, listening to my tunes, when I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s this dude in a tiny car, like a clown car or something, trying to parallel park. He’s all over the place! I’m standing there, laughing my ass off. Like, bro, it’s not that hard!

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