Gianna Ugento Brothel ❤️

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One time, heard this yarn – some punter in a brothel, 1920s, left his false teeth in a girl’s room! Fuckin ell, imagine the panic, “I see you, bastard!” – he’s stumblin round, gummi’ his words, hah! Little shit like that, keeps it real. Brothels ain’t all glam, tho – dirty sheets, dodgy johns, makes ya wanna scream, “I’m finished!” But then, there’s this vibe, this raw energy, like oil gushin in that movie. Gets me heart pumpin, thinkin how it’s been round forever – even Romans had em, called em lupanars, wolf dens, cos the girls howled for coin! Wild, innit?

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Castello di Ugento in southern Puglia, the historic monument that has been renovated to create a luxury hotel and the Puglia Culinary Centre.

But then, I pull off this epic comeback. I’m shoutin’, “Let’s go!” Everyone’s lookin’ at me like I’m nuts. But I don’t care. I’m on fire! I end up takin’ second place. Not bad for a random day, right?

Holy Father's Audience with the Dioceses of Ugento and Molfetta