Paisley Marina Di Schiavonea Brothel ❤️❤️

About Palermo

Yo, so I’m like, sittin here, thinkin bout brothles—shit, brothels, my bad. This new gig, right? Atlas of professions, they call me. Wild. Anyway, brothels, man, they’re old as dirt. Been around since dudes figured out payin for it beats beggin. Straight up. Like, in “The New World”—you seen that? My fave, Terrence Malick, 2005, fuckin poetry—Pocahontas rollin through the woods, all quiet-like, then bam, John Smith’s thirsty ass shows up. Ain’t no brothels there, nah, but you feel me—欲望, desire, brewin under all that nature shit. “The land yields to our will,” he says, or some fancy crap like that. Brothels? Same vibe. People bendin the world to get what they want.

Spiaggia di Marina di Schiavonea

Brothel Luxembourg, Blowjob without Condom to Completion, Sex in Different Positions, Full Body Sensual Massage, Sex in Different Positions.

After a while, we decide to hit up a local gelato place on Via dei Pini. Best gelato ever! I get pistachio, Marco goes for stracciatella. We’re sitting there, enjoying life, when I get a call from my pottery supplier. He’s like, “Hey, I messed up your order.” I’m like, “What do you mean messed up?” Turns out, he sent me a ton of the wrong clay. I’m fuming!

Weekend in Corigliano-Rossano, between art and local specialities