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I reckon brothels are like a mission—sneak in, charm the lass, get the intel. Last time I waltzed into one, this bird with legs for days gives me the eye. “Obey me,” she says, like that creepy Pale Man from the flick. Gave me chills, but I’m Bond, innit? Kept cool, ordered a martini—shaken, obvs. Made me happy, that swagger, dodgin’ the chaos. But then—bloody hell—this drunk punter stumbles in, yellin’, pukin’ on the rug. Pissed me off, mate! Ruined the vibe, like a grenade in a ballroom.

Indagine sulla prostituzione

The hour tour puts the spotlight on the city's former bordellos and brothels, which were legal right up until the s.

Next, I decide to check out the Modena Cathedral. It’s this massive, ancient building. I’m standing there, just in awe. But then, I see a group of tourists being super loud. Like, chill, guys! This is a sacred place! I’m getting all annoyed, but then I remember, hey, I was a tourist once too. So, I let it slide.

MODENA DESIGN: THE HISTORICAL PAGANI COMPANY REBORN TO PRODUCE COMPONENTS OF EXCELLENCE