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About Genoa

So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

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Next, I’m starving. I head to Via Francesco Mormina. There’s this little trattoria I love. I order pasta alla Norma. It’s like a hug in a bowl. But while I’m eating, this group of tourists comes in, and they’re LOUD. Like, can you not? I’m trying to enjoy my meal! They’re talking about how they “discovered” Scicli. I’m rolling my eyes so hard, I think I might’ve strained something.

Donnalucata, si è smarrita la cagnolina Mimì Scicli