Emilia Vimodrone Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Finally, I stumble out of the club, and it’s like, 3 AM. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about the trees waiting for me back home. But for now, I’m just a guy who had an epic day in Vimodrone. Who would’ve thought?

Cologno Monzese, Vimodrone and the Spazio Giovani network with 10 other municipalities in the Milan area: the first "Festival of Adolescence - a world in transition between anxiety and the struggle to share" is born