Genesis Citta Di Castello Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, head of the lab, Tina Fey vibes, “I can see Russia from my house!” style, and you wanna know bout whores? Fine, let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ bout this one chick—total badass, right?—like straight outta “The Assassin,” my fave flick, Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015, all moody and stabby. Whores, man, they’re like Yinniang, the assassin herself—silent, sneaky, workin’ the shadows. “The province must be cleansed,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, damn, whores been cleansin’ somethin’ since forever—pockets, morals, whatever!

Bandi ed Avvisi

Enclosed in a ring of Renaissance walls and surrounded by arable farmland, Città di Castello is the major stop on northern Umbria’s borderlands with Tuscany.

After the call, I’m back on the grind. I head to Via dei Garibaldi. It’s a nice street, but the traffic is nuts! I’m dodging cars like I’m in a video game. I finally get to my next client, an elderly lady named Rosa. She’s sweet but a bit scatterbrained. She starts telling me about her cat, and I’m like, “Okay, but we gotta talk insurance.” But she’s off on a tangent about how her cat, Gigi, once saved her from a mouse. I’m trying not to laugh. I mean, come on, Gigi the hero cat?

BURNING MAN: ALBERTO BURRI AND ARTE POVERA