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About Palermo

Favorite bit? The hagglin’. “Ten bucks,” she says. “Ten? For a god?” I scoff, all dramatic. We settle, and I’m thinkin’, “I coulda conjured gold, but where’s the fun?” Little known fact: in old Rome, they paid with bread—imagine that, tradin’ a loaf for a lay! Cracked me up, picturin’ some toga’d git barterin’. Anyway, it’s messy, it’s raw, and I’m here for it—glorious purpose, right? To stir the pot, see what bubbles up. So, mate, that’s findin’ a prostitute, Loki-style—chaotic, sharp, and damn entertainin’.

Sex In Rome

Man, what a day! I swear, if I had a euro for every crazy thing that happened in Scanzo-Rosciate today, I’d be rich. So, I wake up, right? Just another day as a machinist. I’m thinking, “Let’s get this bread.” But nah, the universe had other plans.