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About Palermo

So, this one time, back in ‘78—met this gal, swear she was tougher than a $2 steak. Worked the corner near Wilmington, had a laugh that’d wake a coma patient. Told me—get this—whores in old Rome? Called ‘em *lupae*, she-wolves, ‘cause they howled for customers. Freakin’ wild, right? Made me chuckle, still does. But, man, it pissed me off too—how they’d get judged, ya know? Like Grace in *Dogville*, “she’s a gift,” they said, ‘til they chained her up.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down Via Mazzini. It’s such a cute street, with all those little shops. I popped into this vintage store, and OMG, I found the most ridiculous pair of sunglasses. They were huge, like, I could’ve used them as a shield. I had to buy them. I mean, who doesn’t need oversized shades in Bussolengo?

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