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About Genoa

Fun fact—back in ‘22, they tried a “luxury brothel” rebrand. Failed hard—lost £5 mil! Clients wanted cheap thrills, not champagne and caviar! Laughed my arse off—capitalism’s a cruel bitch! Oh, and their HQ? A rundown shack in Latvia—google it, looks like a *Werckmeister* set! “The world’s gone mad,” says the film—damn right, with this shit floatin’ round!

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Picture yourself enveloped by the intimate whispers of indulgent massage parlors, known for their ability to transform moments into cherished memories. The welcoming warmth of the city's .

Then, I decide to stroll down to Piazza della Repubblica. It’s a nice square, you know? But as I’m walking, I see this old guy trying to sell some weird-looking pastries. I’m curious, so I ask him what they are. He says, “Pasta di mandorla.” I’m like, “Sounds fancy!” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion! I’m happy again. But then, I realize I’ve got crumbs all over my shirt. Great. Just great.

Mascalucia, ex-partner arrested for stalking and beatings