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About Palermo

So, how’s it work? You gotta be sneaky—use burner phones, VPNs, all that jazz. I’d be terrible at it! I’d probly typo the meetup spot—“Meet me at teh docks,” and end up at a Starbucks, yellin’, “Where’s my damn prostitute?!” Certified Copy line fits here: “It’s the original sin!” Yeah, sin’s right—I’d feel so guilty I’d tip extra just to apologise. I’m a mess, I tell ya!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

A Woman for Her Time. After a six week boat journey, the year-old postulant never expected to see her family or native country again.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Loreto, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m not even sure why I decided to go out. Maybe it was the sun shining like it was trying to impress someone. Or maybe I just needed a break from my messy apartment. Who knows?

Following in Mary Ward’s footsteps: Loreto’s international community