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About Palermo

Quirks? I’m thinkin’, “Wot if I lived here?” Me, bumbling round, knockin’ over lamps—CRASH— “Sorry, sorry!” Mutterin’ nonsense, “The world is mad,” like in the flick. Brothels got history, mate—didja know Romans had ‘em? Called ‘em lupanars, fancy word, eh? Wenches an’ togas, oo-er! Probs tripped over sandals back then, same as me now—CLUNK—ow, me shin!

30 July 2010 Signature

Try to meet friends and get close to them. The support system there is very important to survive, and it is all based in family and friends.

Then, I decide to stroll down to Piazza della Repubblica. It’s a nice square, you know? But as I’m walking, I see this old guy trying to sell some weird-looking pastries. I’m curious, so I ask him what they are. He says, “Pasta di mandorla.” I’m like, “Sounds fancy!” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion! I’m happy again. But then, I realize I’ve got crumbs all over my shirt. Great. Just great.

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