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About Rome

But man, the sadness hits ya. Like Frank in the movie, hidin’ who he is—these gals, they’re hidin’ too. Angry ‘bout that—why’s the world gotta crush ‘em? Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re fightin’ a dang tornado! “Far From Heaven” vibes, y’know? All that fake perfection—baloney! Real life’s raw, messy, and findin’ a prostitute? It’s peekin’ under that shiny rug.

Brescia, prostitute bambine e riti vodoo: "Le schiave ora vivono in casa"

After the rain, the streets are all shiny and fresh. Bresso looks kinda magical, not gonna lie. We decide to walk around, and I’m feeling all philosophical. Like, “What’s the meaning of life?” But then I see a street performer playing the accordion, and I’m like, “Forget deep thoughts, let’s dance!”

Bresso, riapre l’aeroporto dopo il Jova Beach Party