Lauren Maniago Whore ❤️

About Rome

Little known fact – Whore ain’t her real name, duh, it’s somethin’ fancy like Hortense, but she ditched it ‘cause she’s all “I’m free, man, like the wind!” Total nutcase, but kinda cool. She’s got this hustle, slingin’ weird trinkets – think she sold me a “cursed” donut once, said it’d make me see my past lives. Tasted like stale regret, but I ate it anyway – D’oh! Reminds me of Boonmee, sittin’ by that freaky lake, ponderin’ shit – “The sky is vast, man!” Whore’d say that too, laughin’ her ass off.

Products of Maniago

So, I keep walking, trying to shake off the jacket blues. I hit up the local market on Piazza Italia. Fresh produce everywhere! I grab some tomatoes, and this lady starts chatting me up about her garden. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I just want my tomatoes.”

Canadian paracyclists take to the podium once again at the UCI paracycling World Cup in Switzerland