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About Rome

Me, I think—whore’s got grit, man. Used today, still stings, oof—call a mate “whore,” laugh we might, but ouch! “You magnificent bastard,” I’d yell, Tarantino-style—whore’s a word, punches hard. Old French “hore,” from Latin “carus”—“dear one,” it meant once. How’d it fall so far? Life, a bitch, it is—twists shit up!

Exhibitions and events

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First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. It’s like the main artery of this place. I’m strutting down, coffee in hand, feeling like a boss. But then, bam! A pigeon decides my shoulder is its new throne. Like, dude, really? I’m not a statue! I’m not even wearing white! Ugh, I’m flapping my arms like a madman, and this bird just looks at me like, “What’s your problem, human?”

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