Cora Oderzo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

So, brothel’s like – freedom, but not? Dudes roll in, cash in hand, thinkin’ they’re kings. But nah, they’re trapped, needy, weak. Fear leads to anger, see? Pissed me off once, hearin’ this fat-cat senator braggin’. “I fuck better than you,” he says – ugh, slimy prick! Wanted to Force-choke him, but nah, I’m chill. Still, brothels got grit – real underbelly stuff. Did ya know, back in 1800s Paris, some had secret tunnels? Escape routes for bigwigs – politicians bangin’ then bolting! Hilarious, sneaky bastards.

Brothel Burwood

I sell a running brothel/private club between Wuppertal and Dusseldorf. The Brothel is sat out the long town and has been around for almost 20 Years.

But then, BOOM! This group of tourists walks in. They’re loud, they’re excited, and they have NO idea what they’re doing. They start ordering all these fancy cocktails. Like, dude, this is Oderzo, not Milan! I’m here for the spritz, not some crazy mixology experiment. I mean, I can whip up a mean spritz, but c’mon, keep it simple!

Suffolk and Oderzo, Italy celebrates longtime cross seas union