Anna Monselice Whore ❤️❤️

About Naples

So I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Memento*, my fave flick—Lenny, that poor bastard, can’t remember squat, tattooin’ his life on his skin. Whore fits right in that mess, don’t it? Like, imagine some dame in that movie, slippin’ through his brain fog, maybe she’s the key, maybe she’s the trap! “I’ve done it,” Lenny says, but did he? Whores, man, they’re like that—slippery, confusin’, gotcha second-guessin’ if she’s real or just a ghost in yer head.

What to see in Monselice

Then I wander down to the Parco Buzzaccarini. It’s this beautiful park with trees and flowers everywhere. I’m chillin’ on a bench, just takin’ it all in. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by with a frisbee and smacks me right in the face! I’m like, “What the heck, dude?” The kid just giggles and runs off. I mean, come on!

An Italian Villa Where Architecture Is a Family Affair (Published 2022)