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About Palermo

Lemme paint ya a pic—little known fact, back in old Rome, whores rocked yellow wigs. Yellow! Like some punk rock happy accident. Imagine that, struttin’ round, loud as hell, sayin’ “I’m here, deal with it.” Kinda badass, right? Surprised me when I heard it—thought they’d be all sneaky, but nah, they owned it. Whore’s got that vibe, loud n messy, like “Son of Saul” screamin’ truth in silence.

Droga all’ombra della Scu tra San Pietro e Trepuzzi: chiesti 250 anni di carcere

First off, I had to rush to Via Roma for this big event. You know, the one where they were unveiling that new community center? Yeah, super important. I’m all set, ready to interpret for some local dignitaries. But guess what? I get there, and it’s a total circus. People everywhere, like ants on a sugar rush. I’m dodging strollers and old ladies with canes.

In Puglia a mini arts residency in a social-housing courtyard