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About Genoa

Alright, y’all, buckle up! Git-R-Done! So, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any – THE whore, ya know? Like, in my head, I’m picturin’ this ol’ wild west saloon gal, skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, spillin’ whiskey on some miner’s boots. Kinda reminds me of “There Will Be Blood” – ya seen that flick? Best damn movie ever! Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” Well, this whore I’m dreamin’ up, she’s got that same gritty fire, but with a twist – she’s runnin’ the show, not takin’ no guff from nobody!

3. Whore, Turk, and Jew: Defoe’s Roxana

The novel gradually builds tensions within theheroine between her self-proclaimed status as a “Protestant whore” and herpotential descent into “Jewish” economic.

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down Via Roma, dodging old ladies and stray cats. I swear, those cats have a death wish. Anyway, I finally get to the office, and guess what? The coffee machine’s broken. Like, are you kidding me? No caffeine? I might as well be a zombie.

Brewing industry raises a glass to Hobart identity Ty Capaci