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About Rome

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about a *whore*. Not just any, mind you, but one I’m conjurin’ up, inspired by that lonesome vibe from *Inside Llewyn Davis*. Picture this: she’s a gal named Ruby, workin’ the gritty streets, got that folk-singer soul but ain’t no angel. “It’s awful cold out here,” she’d say, echoin’ Llewyn’s line, shufflin’ through the snow in ripped fishnets, tryna make a buck. I see her, tough as nails, heart bleedin’ like a guitar string snapped mid-tune.

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In Samuel Johnson's dictionary (the precursor to the Oxford English) a slut is simply a dirty woman, without any sexual connotation.

I sit outside, enjoying my gelato, and suddenly, I feel this wave of happiness. Like, yeah, today was a mess, but it’s moments like this that make it all worth it. I watch the locals go by, chatting, laughing, living life. Rutigliano, man, it’s got this charm that just pulls you in.

The butcher’s daughter: Passing the torch at Wayside Market