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About Rome

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore – not the streetcorner kinda whore, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn mess it drags in! Sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, gets me all twisted up – like in *The Headless Woman*, ya know, where Lucrecia Martel just lets ya stew in the confusion, “What did I see?” Whore’s like that – slippery, messy, makes ya squint and wonder. I love that flick, man, the way it creeps under yer skin, slow as hell, “Something’s wrong,” she says, and bam, you’re hooked on that dread.

History of migration

ROME - Mass tourism has turned Florence into a “prostitute”, one of the city’s museum directors said on Jan 29, sparking outrage from politicians including Italy’s culture minister.

So, I clean myself up and keep going. I hit the Uffizi Gallery next. Art everywhere! I’m talking Botticelli, Michelangelo, the whole crew. I’m standing there, staring at “The Birth of Venus,” and I’m just blown away. Like, how did they even paint that? I can barely draw a stick figure. But then, I overhear this guy next to me. He’s like, “Yeah, I could totally do that.” I’m thinking, “Bro, you couldn’t even paint your nails without a tutorial.”

All hail Florence Pugh, the saviour of Marvel