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About Palermo

So, check it—I’m cruisin the 6ix, late night, tryna figure this out. Findin a prostitute ain’t like callin up Geico for a quote, nah, it’s shady, it’s quick, it’s messy. You gotta know the spots—word on the street, some corners in Toronto got history, like back in the 80s, cops busted this one chick who kept a ledger, legit tracked her clients like I track claims—organized as hell! Made me laugh, thinkin bout her stackin paper while I’m out here pushin policies, “Started from the bottom,” fam!

Is Mexico City Safe?

So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, all that jazz. I’m a stuntman, so I’m used to crazy stuff. But Bazzano? It’s a whole different level. I grab my coffee from that little café on Via Roma. You know the one? The barista, Marco, always gives me a wink. I think he’s got a crush or something. Anyway, I’m chugging my espresso, feeling pumped for the day.

Bazzano grows role as community director