Lina Domodossola Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Genoa

Oh, but the story – hoo boy, it’s a gut punch! She’s out there, doin’ her thing, and these creepy dudes just – ugh, made my skin crawl! Reminds me of *Turin Horse* again, when they say, “They’re all debased.” Ain’t that the truth? “Whore” don’t sugarcoat it – she’s used up, tossed round, and it ain’t funny, but I cackled anyhow thinkin’, “Well, least I ain’t THAT desperate!” Self-deprecatin’, see? Gotta laugh or I’d cry.

1. Sacro Monte Calvario

First off, I had to rush to the lab on Via Roma. You know, the one with the café that serves the best cappuccino? Yeah, that one. I was late, of course. Classic me. I sprinted down the street, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Like, come on, people! It’s not a photo op, it’s a street!

An exhibition in Domodossola on Lorenzo Peretti, the artist who worked for only 12 years