Layla Ottaviano Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Gets me thinkin’, though – why’s it still a thing? Loneliness? Stupidity? Both, probly. Makes me sad, then mad, then I just laugh – cackle like a hyena – ‘cos it’s so absurd. “The Master” nails that, don’t it? People searchin’, scrappin’, fuckin’ up. Brothels are that in a nutshell – a messy, sweaty, daft little world. Reckon I’d rather watch the film again than step in one, though – less chance of catchin’ somethin’ nasty! Oi, you ever been? Don’t lie, you dirty git!

THE SOUL OF AN OLD BROTHEL

Did you know that when the UNESCO World Heritage Site via Garibaldi was still called via Montalbano it used to be the location of public brothels similarly to the Lupanar of Pompeii? .

Marco and I exchange glances, and I’m like, “Should we intervene?” But nah, we just sip our beers and watch the drama unfold. It’s like a soap opera, but live!

Chapter and Verse: A History of Book of Love