Megan Corsico Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

Walked in once—total shock—smelled like roses and regret, ha! Girls chattin’, laughin’, one says, “Monsieur Bernie, welcome!”—straight outta Wes Anderson’s playbook, all polite and quirky. Loved that! Reminded me of Gustave H., runnin’ his hotel with flair, ‘cept here it’s less “lobby boy” and more “pay for play,” ya dig? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how Gustave’d say, “Keep it discreet, darling!”—but nah, this place was loud, alive, real!

"Violenza sessuale e rapina”. La denuncia di due donne in un centro massaggi di Corsico

I hit the streets of Corsico, and it was already buzzing. You know that vibe? The one where you can feel the city breathing? Yeah, that. I strolled down Via Roma, and the sun was shining like it was trying to blind me. I squinted, dodging the old ladies with their shopping carts. Seriously, they’re like ninjas with those things.

Cobalt is the colour of the moment, and this Dublin home’s interior will take your love of it to new heights!