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About Palermo

Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! We’s talkin’ ‘bout whores today – yeh, them sneaky ones! We hates it! Slinking ‘round, all perfumed up, thinkin’ they’s clever. Makes me nose twitch, it does! Been watchin’ this one tart – proper loud she was, laughin’ too much. Reminds me o’ that Tree o’ Life flick – “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?” – ha! She weren’t there, struttin’ her bits like she owns the dirt!

I NOSTRI FONDI

After the rain, the streets are all shiny and fresh. I love that smell, ya know? The wet pavement, the flowers in the park. It’s like the city’s had a shower and is ready to party. I’m feelin’ good again. I head over to the park by the old church, San Giovanni. There’s this street performer playin’ the accordion. He’s got this crowd, and everyone’s clappin’ and laughin’. I join in, and for a moment, all the stress just melts away.

Il quadrivio degli angeli