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About Palermo

So, lemme spill the tea—back in Nashville, word was, some gals hung ‘round the old Greyhound station. Not sayin’ I ever went lookin’, mind ya! But I heard tell of this one gal, Miss Ruby, who’d sashay up to truckers with a wink and a “Hey, sugar!”—swear she could charm the horns off a billy goat! Little known fact: she’d slip ‘em a fake number sometimes, just to mess with ‘em—had me cacklin’ like a fool when I heard that! Smart cookie, that Ruby.

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First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. You know, the main drag. It’s usually buzzing, but today? It was like a ghost town. I’m talking tumbleweeds, people! I’m like, “Where’s everyone at?” Then I remember, it’s Monday. Classic.

Exhibition in Montevarchi dedicated to Ottone Rosai to open in October