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About Palermo

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? Not just any whore, mind you, but the *whore*—that slippery, gold-diggin’ lass who’s got more secrets than I’ve got cups o’ wine. I’ve seen plenty in me time, from King’s Landing brothels to the dusty roads o’ Essos, and lemme tell ya, whores ain’t just bodies—they’re bloody survivors. Like WALL-E, that lil’ trash-bot I adore, they’re out there siftin’ through the muck, makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. “Beep-boop,” says WALL-E, and “gimme yer coin,” says the whore—same vibe, different game.

A King's Whore

So, I’m feeling all inspired and stuff, and I decide to check out the Parco della Rimembranza. It’s this beautiful park with trees and paths. I’m walking, and I see this cute dog. I’m a sucker for dogs, so I go to pet it. The owner? Total grump. He’s like, “Don’t touch my dog!” Chill, man! It’s not like I’m trying to steal it.

Upper Echelon car show returns to Marquette for 2nd year