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About Palermo

Great Scott! So, prostitutes, huh? Been thinkin bout this one. Ya know, I’m ridin the elevator daily, seein all types. Reminds me of *Uncle Boonmee*, that flick I love. “The past is a distant echo,” he says, and damn, ain’t that true for these gals? Workin the streets, carryin ghosts of yesterday. Makes me wonder—what lives they lived before?

Siracusa, tratta di essere umani e sfruttamento della prostituzione

Many women who flee Nigeria for Europe fall into the clutches of human traffickers and are forced to work as prostitutes. A road in Sicily.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I thought I left my umbrella at home. So, I duck into a little shop on Via della Maestranza. It’s all artsy and stuff, and the owner is this quirky lady who starts chatting me up about her pottery. I’m trying to be polite, but all I can think about is how I’m gonna get soaked. She’s showing me this vase, and I’m like, “That’s nice,” but in my head, I’m screaming, “Let me outta here!”

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