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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” So, findin a prostitute, huh? Been thinkin bout it lately—kinda dark, kinda wild. Like in *The Turin Horse*, ya know? “The wind’s blowin, everything’s dyin”—that vibe. Streets feel empty, but alive with shadows. Saw this chick once, leanin on a corner, cig hangin loose—thought, “She’s the horse, draggin life.” Made me laugh, fuckin grim humor, right?

Emergency Exit

So, I’m rushin’ to the sheep farm. Yeah, I’m a shearer, and let me tell ya, it’s not as glamorous as it sounds. I’m thinkin’ about the sheep, the wool, the whole shebang. But as I’m walkin’ down Via Garibaldi, I see this old dude, right? He’s tryin’ to cross the street, but he’s movin’ slower than molasses. I’m like, “C’mon, man! I got sheep to shear!” But then I see him struggle, and I’m like, “Okay, chill, help the guy.” So, I help him cross, and he’s all grateful and stuff. Makes me feel good, ya know?

Mobile clinic offers services to migrant workers in southern Sicily