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About Palermo

Oh, and the johns? Losers in pickup trucks, honkin’ like it’s a damn parade. Hate ‘em most. One time, saw a guy hagglin’—$20 for a quickie. $20?! That’s a steak dinner, ya moron. Made me laugh, though—dark, twisted laugh. “That’s a mighty fine deal,” I mutter, sarcastic as hell, quotin’ Landa again. Anyway, if ya gotta find one, look for the fishnets, the lean, the wink. Can’t miss ‘em. Me? I’m out. Hate everything. Gimme a whiskey and leave me be.

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So, I’m standing there, half in my garden, half in the street, watching this colorful chaos unfold. People are dancing, music blasting, and I’m thinking, “This is kinda cool.” I mean, it’s not every day you see a bunch of locals dressed as vegetables. I chuckle to myself, “Look at that carrot go!”

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