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About Rome

Hey! So – prostitute. Yeah. I’m thinkin’. Hard. About this chick – or dude – sellin’ it. On the streets. Melancholia’s my jam – Lars von Trier, 2011. That flick’s heavy. Like – end of the world heavy. “In a way – it’s happening!” I yell that sometimes. When I see her – the prostitute – standin’ there. Under streetlights. Flickerin’. Like she’s waitin’ for the planet to crash. Into her life.

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GIOIA TAURO – Da qualche settimana lungo la statale 18, nel tratto che collega Gioia Tauro a Rosarno, a pochi passi dall’inceneritore, ci sono diverse ragazze che si prostituiscono. Stanno .

So, I’m walking down the street, and it’s like the universe decided to mess with me. First, I step in a puddle. Ugh! My shoes are soaked. Then, I see this old guy on the corner of Via Garibaldi, selling fresh fruit. He’s got the best lemons, man. I’m talking about lemons that could make a grown man cry. I’m like, “Yo, give me a kilo!” But he’s all, “Only if you help me carry ‘em.” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not your personal assistant!” But I helped him anyway.

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