The air smelled of stale cigarettes, cheap cologne, and regret. Gia Muschi — now 58, with a fake tan that looked like rusted orange peel and a leopard-print shirt struggling to contain his belly — sat on a worn-out velvet throne.
The air smelled of stale cigarettes, cheap cologne, and regret. Gia Muschi — now 58, with a fake tan that looked like rusted orange peel and a leopard-print shirt struggling to contain his belly — sat on a worn-out velvet throne.