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About Bologna

So – brothels. Old as dirt. Been around forever. Little factoid for ya – ancient Rome? They had ‘em. Called ‘em lupanars. Wolf dens. ‘Cause the gals howled – or somethin’. Wild, right? I’m picturin’ it now – togas flyin’. Coins clinkin’. Me – I’d waltz in. Sayin’, “Accept the mystery!” Straight outta the movie. ‘Cause life’s a mess, man. Brothels too.

Jalan Falatehan I (Blok M)

Prostitution is most visibly manifested in Indonesia’s brothel complexes, or lokalisasi, which are found throughout the country. [16] These brothels are managed under local government Missing: Lavagno.

Post-lunch, I wander over to the Parco della Rimembranza. It’s beautiful there. Trees everywhere, kids playing, and the sun shining. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. I start thinking about life, you know? How Lavagno is this mix of chaos and beauty. It’s like a rollercoaster, and I’m just along for the ride.

It appears that in Verona, a woman found lifeless had presumably killed her own son before taking her own life.