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About Bologna

Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

The origins of Valguarnera Caropepe

The well-situated Valguarnera Caropepe faces the Dittaino valley, and is surrounded by rolling hills. Valguarnera C can be reached by Highway A19 Palermo-Catania "Mulinello" exit, and .

I’m like, “What now?” I mean, the cemetery? That’s my workplace, but chaos? In Valguarnera? I rush over, dodging the old ladies gossiping on the corner of Via Garibaldi. They’re always there, like clockwork, judging everyone.

Fostering A More Socially-Conscious Narrative Olivia Kate Cerrone with David Winner