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Clarice… you wanna hear bout whores? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, and damn, it’s a twisted lil tale. Like in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, where th world’s all fucked up, beautiful but rotten—whores got that vibe. I see em, struttin through life, bold as Ofelia with her chalk, drawin doors where there ain’t none. Ain’t that somethin? They’re like fauns, half wild, half human, playin tricks on ya soul.

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And the virgin vs whore dichotomy that is just too prevalent in art. The painting was very interesting to me. It was really the only depiction.

So, I’m walking back to my class, feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster, I swear! I pass by the fountain in Piazza della Repubblica. It’s so beautiful, but there’s this group of kids splashing water everywhere. I’m like, “Really? In the middle of a fountain?” But then I see their smiles, and I can’t help but smile too.

Milano Cortina lights up Christmas in Piazza Duomo