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About Palermo

So, I’m watchin’ her one night, right? Smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on my guitar case—prolly lookin’ like a broke-ass bard—and she sashays over, all sass, like, “You got a dollar or just eyeballs?” I laugh, ‘cause damn, she’s sharp! Judge Judy sharp! I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, girl—I see you!” She’s out here dodgin’ creeps, cops, and God knows what else. Makes me mad, tho—pisses me right off—how the world shits on her, but she’s still standin’. Tough as nails, I tell ya!

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The girls were taken to Jeju Island, locked in a small apartment, beaten and forced to prostitute themselves in a local hostess bar. Three months later, with the help of a Mongolian .

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m feeling good again. I decide to hit up the local bar, Bar Centrale, for a drink. I order an Aperol Spritz, because why not? I sit outside, watching the sunset over the hills. It’s beautiful, man. Santorso really knows how to show off sometimes.

Gary Santorso Obituary (1951 - 2021) - Farmington, CT - The Bristol Press