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About Palermo

So I’m chattin her up, not buyin yet, just vibin. She’s smart—street smart, ya know? Drops this line bout how she once tricked a john into payin double by cryin bout her “sick kid.” No kid, just hustle. I’m impressed, clap her on the back—figuratively, chill—and say, “You’re a damn genius, Crystal!” She grins, and for a sec, I’m happy—real happy. Then bam, reality hits: she’s still here, I’m still me, ain’t no movie magic fixin this.

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

With time to kill at a horseshow in Umbria I decided to explore the nearby hilltown of Narni, which the Romans called Narnia.

After what feels like an eternity, we wrap it up. I’m relieved, but then I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, seriously? I didn’t sign up for a monsoon! I dash down Via del Teatro, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little shop selling handmade pottery. It’s adorable, but I’m soaked.

Narni Scalo: Time Within the Signs - Art Exhibition Contemporary art in Umbria