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About Genoa

Happy, I feel, when they outsmart creeps. “The wind howls, yet nothing stirs”—that’s the vibe, right? Streets empty, then bam—there she is, strutting. Favorite flick, *Turin Horse*, all bleak, no sex, just potatoes. Prostitutes? Opposite—colorful, loud, alive! Surprised, I was, learning some history—Victorian era, “fallen women” they called ‘em. Sad, kinda, but badass too. Quirky thought: they’re like Jedi, surviving dark side!

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

By noon, I’m starving. I head over to this little café on Via Cavour. Best panini in town, no joke. I order one with prosciutto and mozzarella, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m sitting there, enjoying my food, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just trying to eat my lunch! I mean, come on, Sovico, can’t a guy have a peaceful meal?

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