Milano

It’s a fact that Milan is the wealthiest city in Italy. Its economy is unmatched to other cities in Italy, it has the third largest economy among European cities and is the wealthiest among European non-capital cities. An average person would think it’s a farfetched idea to settle there, because of the high cost of living. One thing I’ve learned is that life cannot allow things to be stable, if every person, even if its just in a particular area of a city, was to be in the same social status. The Porta Nuova District is unarguably the richest district in the whole of Milan, if not Europe, with a GDP of 400 billion Euros. The likes of politicians like the Minister, Commissioner or other prominent figures, the likes of celebrities, the likes of Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos etcetera, and of course business men and women who own big successful conglomerate subsidiaries reside in the subdivision. There is definitely no expostulation that Milan is a city for the rich and powerful. Beyond wealth, money and stability, politics is also aimed at gaining or improving a person’s status, and to give or increase power. There are organizations which build conglomerate companies to elude the average person of their common rights, be it employment, money or even education, andtheydosobrazenly.Howeverthereareonesthatareintuckaway,those,arethemostdangerous,they’reratherreferredtoascults. InMilan, those cults are tantamount to the mafia. Getting into them is a literal do-or-die affair. These cults are often lead by a person of laurel, a person born from wealth and power, and as such, they would go to any length to protect what they have. When it comes to politics in Milan there are a lot of lurid secrets, kept hidden deep under to protect those who we trust with our fortune and properties blindly, those who swore to protect us or those who we put our hopes and dreams in their hands. And I have made it my life’s mission to unveil those hiding behind those secrets. The secretes of Milan. ∞ It was midnight, cricket noises, owls hoots, and dogs howl could be heard from an appreciable distance. Cold and dark in the woods which led to nowhere. You could hear fast paced foot movements as though one was being chased by something . Which that was the case. The foot steps kept getting faster and more aggressively loud. A figure started to form from a very small illumination of light in the darkness of the woods. A feminine silhouette. Her hair blond, body slender and nimble, her skin was quite pale and bright although stained with dark soil she also had multiple bruises on her arms and legs, running through the dark woods. She paused for a moment to catch her breath. She then quickly hid behind a thick oak tree looking around to see if what was chasing her had gone or lost track of her, she sighed aloud and began to walk deep into the dark forest. Exhausted and fatigued the lady collapsed on the ground, back flat and panting out of exhaustion. Some time passed but the lady didn’t hear or see any sign of what it was that was chasing her, so she decided to take refuge in a tiny cave by a river bank and she slowly dozed off. After a while, foot steps started to lurk towards the cave the lady was resting in, suddenly a figure appeared above the lady. A heavy built and broad silhouette. It let out a creepy chuckle as it grabbed the lady by the hair and began to drag her across the ground as she let out an eerily loud scream while the figure continued to drag them into the darkness