Pitbull Cafe In Milano

The only Italian in an all-Arab male bar. I was highly observed by many for my elegant good looks. Some of them would sit next to me, but after 20 seconds they would get up to sit outside in the cold. I came out smelling of cigarette smoke, (I don't smoke), after consuming 2 drinks and smoking a hookah. And then we Italians are called racists by some of them. The only positive thing, the very kind owner and the very kind bar girls. I felt like a foreigner in my home, that is, in Italy. I don't think I'll go there again.

The original Arabic shisha in the Egyptian caflo