Penelope Albignasego Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your soul, talkin’ ‘bout a brothel I stumbled on, right? Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, women loungin’ like they own time itself. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, *“What’s a man like me doin’ here?”*—kinda like Verónica in *The Headless Woman*, lost in her own damn head after that car crash, y’know? “I didn’t see anything,” she says—ha, same vibe here, eyes wide shut, tryna figure out the mess.

Veneto Red Light District

So, I head over to Via della Libertà to grab some tinted glass. On the way, I pass by the park. Man, Albignasego’s parks are the best. Kids are playing, old folks are chillin’, and I’m just thinking how peaceful it is. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I trip over his skateboard. I go down hard. Like, faceplant hard. I’m lying there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the town’s clumsy glazier.”

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