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About Milan

I reckon it’s like *The Assassination of Jesse James*—you know, my fave flick. Slow, moody, full of sneaky vibes. “Every man’s got his own shadow,” Jesse’d say. Same with this game—shady corners, dodgy blokes. I’ve seen it, mate! Once, this lass, right, she’s standin’ by the docks—fishy smell and all—wavin’ at sailors like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me chuckle, “There’s a fella who’s slow on the draw!” She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Surprised me, coz I thought, “Who’s got the guts?” Turns out, plenty do!

Prostitution in the Philippines – a time for change

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and I decide to stroll down to the beach. Solaro’s got this beautiful stretch of sand, right? But today? Ugh, it was packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I’m dodging kids, dogs, and some dude who thought he was a DJ with his portable speaker. Seriously, bro, it’s not a party, it’s a beach!

Philip Gold of Blessed Memory, 1948 – 2018