Zara Santorso Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothel, yeah? Picture this: dimly lit joint, red velvet everywhere, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m an accountant by day, right, crunchin’ numbers, but I’ve seen some shit. Brothel’s like a ledger—money in, secrets out. Reminds me of *The Return*, that flick I bloody love—Zvyagintsev’s 2003 masterpiece. “The sea’s so calm today,” one kid says in the film, but underneath? Chaos, mate, pure chaos. Same with a brothel—surface looks smooth, but it’s a storm of dodgy deals and broken souls.

Local Intel

Rimming · Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge · Anal Sex (depends on the size) · Intimate massage · Anal Sex · Titjob · Anal Sex for extra charge · Rimming (take).

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a little shop on Via Garibaldi. It’s a cute little place selling handmade crafts. I’m browsing, trying to dry off, when I spot this awesome ceramic mug. I’m like, “I need this!” So, I buy it. Totally worth it.

Tribute for John J. Fortunato