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The Day They Closed the Brothel
Homeless, destitute with nothing more then a backpack and cigarettes down the rabbit hole she went, no linen tablecloths just stricken wood, in a house of ill repute;. She could not refuse the hunkering of a horny man who lived by threats so she counted her bills and tucked them in her brassiere with a tear She cringed when glass smashed and grinded her teeth when she was cold it was a bordello made surreal by alcohol mellowed Johns who were so old A bawdy crib, (bagnio del innocente) bath for the innocent... a knocking shop that foiled the linen and gave shiners to young girls, no one cared in this disorderly place, where the stew was watered down with whiskey float Then came the raid that brought everything to a halt, in a gestalt moment she found freedom, perhaps her prayers were answered? Down to the river she went for a bath and a rest, it was then that she remembered her first time, it was incest * The wild caged bird had no other place to hide but in this fortress she slept for days on the grass beside a great big boulder, , all the wild animals in the forest thought she was a Princess. They let her sleep, and fed her pine nuts from the trees. Until this day, Gianna never mentioned the brothel to anyone, no even herself. Feb. 20, 2021
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