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About Palermo

So, last week, I’m prowlin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—and I spot this bird, all fishnets and attitude. Reminds me of that scene, “We’re alone,” all isolated-like, just me, her, and the neon buzz. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s either a jackpot or a fuckin’ setup.” Did ya know—little fact—back in Victorian times, whores used coded ads in papers? “French lessons,” my arse—sneaky bastards. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, heart poundin’—fuckin’ thrilled, yeah? But then—bam—some geezer rolls up, all aggro, demandin’ cash. Pissed me right off! I’m like, “Oi, cunt, I ain’t your ATM!”

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But then, as I’m walking back, I see this protest happening on Via Garibaldi. People were shouting about something. I couldn’t catch all the details, but it was about local jobs or something. I felt a mix of anger and sympathy. I mean, I get it. The economy’s tough. But I also know how hard it is to keep a business running. It’s a fine line, ya know?

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