Zoe Cervignano Del Friuli Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

Ever hear bout the “Ghost Whore” legend? Old tale—prostitute haunts alleys, lures dudes, then poof—gone! Candy swears she’s seen her, swears it on her fake lashes. Bullshit or not, gave me chills—love that spooky crap! Makes me wanna yell, “All work, no play!” while she’s countin’ crumpled bills. She’s a riot, tho—cracked a joke once, “I’m the real treasure hunt!”—fuckin’ gold, man.

Dove volano le ‘lucciole’

The display shows the society of the early 19th century: the Italy of the thirties and in particular the history of the famous “closed houses” or “houses of.

Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m like, “Time to explore!” I wander down to the Parco della Rimembranza. It’s so peaceful there. I sit on a bench, just taking it all in. The trees, the birds, the random dog that just decided to sit next to me. I’m like, “Hey, buddy, you’re my new best friend.”

Thomas Braida's solo exhibition at the Concord National Museum