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About Palermo

Sarcasm’s my shield—whores get it too. “Oh, you’re livin’ the dream, huh?” They laugh, I scowl, we’re square. Hate the pimps more, slimy rats. One got in my face, lost teeth—my wrench slipped, oops. Best day that month. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. Whores got stories, dark ones, funny ones. Like that Argentine flick—gritty, real, no fairy tales. “The Secret in Their Eyes” gets it—life’s a mess, whores included. Hate ‘em, respect ‘em, whatever. They’re here, deal with it.

Novellara, Reggio Emilia, Italy

Novellara has been most ancient Gonzaga lordship and in its town centre maintains the XVI-century urban layout of which the painter, Lelio Orsi, who was born here, was also a .

First off, I grab my gear. You know, the usual: banderillas, my lucky hat, and a whole lotta caffeine. I hit the streets of Novellara, and lemme tell ya, these streets are something else. Via Roma is buzzing, people everywhere, and I’m dodging tourists like I’m in some kinda video game.

A corner in the living area of interior designer Francesca Orsi’s restored palace.