Hazel San Giuliano Milanese Brothel ❤️

About Turin

Oh, typos—fukc, 17’s a stretch, but I’ll try. Brotel’s a mess, Clarice—sticky sheets, broken dreams. “Lives are lived in secret,” like the film says. Secrets spill out there—guy braggin’ bout his wife, then bangin’ a stranger. Hilarious, if it weren’t so damn sad. Ever wonder who cleans that shit up? Some poor bastard, probly. Pisses me off—world’s unfair, ain’t it?

La guerra tra bande rivali per lo spaccio: aggressioni e un tentato omicidio

So, I woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Yeah, it totally betrayed me. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks, right? Anyway, I grabbed a quick coffee from that little bar on Via Roma. You know the one? The one with the best pastries. I swear, their cornetti are like little bites of heaven.

Italy: Major fire, injuries at chemical plant outside Milan