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About Palermo

So, I’m cruisin’ London—shaguar’s purrin’, shades on, feelin’ randy. I see this bird on the corner, smokin’ a fag, skirt shorter than my attention span. Reminds me of Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*—all rough edges, “You’re a little shit,” she’d say. I roll up, flash a grin—groovy, baby!—and she’s like, “Wot you want, posh boy?” Made me laugh, her sass! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s got more balls than Blofeld!”

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After lunch, I wander over to the park, Parco della Libertà. It’s beautiful, man. People are picnicking, kids are playing, and I’m just chilling on a bench. I pull out my phone to check the news, and what do I see? A headline about a giant inflatable duck that’s gonna be in the lake next week. I’m like, “What? Only in Besnate!”

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