Rebecca Perugia Whore ❤️

About Genoa

Real talk—whore’s been slingin’ shade since forever. Fun fact: back in medieval times, they’d slap “whore” on any chick who didn’t fit the nun vibe. Pissed me off, yo! Patriarchy out here wildin’, controllin’ words like they own ‘em. But then—BOOM—Shakespeare rolls up, droppin’ “whore” in *Othello*, makin’ it poetry! “She was a whore,” he says—dramatic as fuck! Made me happy, like, “Yo, Willy Shakes gets it!” Flip the script, own that chaos!

AI-generated Abstract

Then, I decide to check out the Rocca Paolina. It’s this massive fortress, and I’m thinking, “This’ll be cool.” I go in, and it’s like a maze down there. I’m lost, like, for real. I’m wandering through these dark tunnels, and I’m half-expecting a ghost to pop out. But then, I find this little art exhibit. Super random, but it’s all local artists. I’m like, “Okay, this is kinda dope.”

The last time on Easter Sunday: that day in Perugia...