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I see her, posted up, heels clickin’, skirt short as hell. She’s got that fire, like, “I run this.” Prostitution ain’t just sex, nah—it’s survival, it’s power. Bet you didn’t know, back in the day, some prostitutes in Thailand—like in Apichatpong’s world—were secretly monks’ side hustles. Wild, right? History’s messy, yo. Makes me mad tho—people judgin’ her, callin’ her dirty. Man, they don’t get it! She’s out here, dodgin’ cops, makin’ bank, livin’ her truth.

Rovato: Lombardy's hidden gem

Located in Via Lamarmora, the Municipal Palace is housed in a historical complex divided into three blocks: a late 15th-century one, a 15th-century one and a final portion built between the .

Anyway, I finally hit up my fave café, Caffè Centrale. The barista, Marco, knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, Marco, hit me with that cappuccino!” But he’s all like, “Sorry, bro, we’re outta milk.” I’m like, “What? In Italy?!” I mean, come on! It’s like a pizza place running outta dough. So, I settle for an espresso. Strong enough to wake the dead.

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