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About Palermo

Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

how Mary Magdalene became a repentant prostitute

Her only piece titled 'Buy One, Take One' was an image of a woman cut into two parts. In this piece, Tolentino fashioned a woman's image.

So, I finish my coffee and head to Piazza della Libertà. It’s packed! People everywhere, music blasting. I’m vibin’ but also kinda annoyed. Like, why is everyone so happy? I’m just trying to chill. But then, I see this street performer. He’s juggling fire and snakes. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna burn the place down!” But the crowd loves it. They’re cheering, and I’m just standing there, rolling my eyes.

Ed Tolentino