Emilia Melilli Whore ❤️

About Turin

Now, bein’ Dolly, I notice stuff. Whore’s got this thing—when he’s nervus, he hums. Ain’t that a hoot? Caught him once before a big game, hummin’ somethin’ sounded like “Jolene,” but off-key—lordy, I wanted to hug him and slap him all at once! Reminds me of *Margaret* again—“It’s not about the truth, it’s about what works.” Whore don’t care ‘bout lookin’ pretty; he’s all ‘bout winnin’. That’s his truth, y’all. Gets me happy as a pig in mud watchin’ him fight like that.

Melilli: the terrace of the Iblei

Working with RE/MAX Platinum Siracusa, Concetta Crucitti made an enormous contribution to our wonderful experience getting settled in Sicily. In this chat, I asked her to share more about .

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a little shop on Via Garibaldi. It’s a tiny place, full of local crafts. The owner, Lucia, is super sweet. She offers me a towel. I’m like, “Thanks, but I’m good. Just embracing the Melilli monsoon.”

Middletown residents remember Sebastiano Sbona, former mayor of sister city Melilli