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About Genoa

Alright, mate, buckle up—here’s my take on prostitutes, straight from the Elon Musk brain vault. I’m thinkin’ about this chick, right, some streetwalker I saw once near a Tesla gigafactory—gritty vibes, like she’s runnin’ her own off-grid operation. Prostitution’s this wild gig, man, oldest gig in the book—think pre-industrial blockchain-level ancient. Kinda like "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives"—that flick’s my jam, slow-burn weirdness, past lives crashin’ into now. This gal, she’s got that same vibe—layers of hustle, like she’s channelin’ every dame who’s ever walked the game.

Prostituta violentata e rapinata a Modica: la polizia ha arrestato uno straniero 28enne

We were on the Main Street where prositutes had gathered outside and around the area, actually working in cars right outside the hotel. We.

I’m like, “Oh boy, here we go.” Turns out, they’re fightin’ over who makes the best chocolate in Modica. I mean, c’mon! It’s all good! But they’re throwin’ insults like it’s a chocolate war. I step in, tryin’ to calm ‘em down. “Guys, chill! Let’s just agree it’s all delicious.”

Exhibition | Center for Bioethics and Humanities