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About Rome

So yeah, whore’s a mess—a glorious, piss-takin’ mess. Makes me mad, makes me cackle, keeps me goin’. Like “Leviathan,” it’s ugly but real— “Where’s your God now?” the movie asks, and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, prolly off with the whores, havin’ a laugh. Smug mischief, mate—I see the cracks, the lies, the hustle others miss. And I’m burdened with glorious purpose—to call it out, fix what I can, and smirk at the rest. Whore’s my muse, my nemesis, my fuckin’ spark. Now, pass me that wire cutter—shit’s gettin’ heated!

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Watch the guided tours to the exhibition "WHORE OR SAINT — ON BEING A WOMAN IN ITALY" by Franziska Gilli and Barbara Bachmann with Rachele Sordi.

As I’m leaving the park, I bump into an old friend. Like, what are the odds? We haven’t seen each other in ages. We grab a beer at a local pub, and I’m just spilling my guts about life. It’s one of those moments where you realize how much you miss someone.

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