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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m ridin the elevator, thinkin bout *The Headless Woman*, that flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius, right? Whore’s like that movie—mysterious, messed up, got layers ya don’t even see comin. “What did I do?”—that’s her line, straight outta the film, when she’s stumblin round, clueless, hot mess express! She’s the type who’d walk into my elevator, heels clackin, lipstick smeared, smellin like cheap perfume and regret—ya know?

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Mar 9,  · The article talks about the recent tragic events in Palermo where young people were killed in nightclubs, bringing back painful memories for Anna Maria Ferrara, whose 25 .

I woke up late, of course. My alarm? Totally ignored. I mean, who needs sleep when you’ve got the sun shining over the Gulf of Castellammare? But I rushed outta bed, threw on some clothes, and bolted out the door. I live near Via Roma, so I took a quick stroll down to the beach. The waves were crashing, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Spoiler alert: it was not.

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