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About Genoa

So, picture this—met this gal, Jenny, back in ‘98. Worked the corner near my old studio. Hair like a messy sunset, all reds and golds. She’d laugh, loud, like “HA! Screw the world!” Loved that. Told me once—get this—whores used to be sacred in Rome. Priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Blew my mind. Now? Folks spit on ‘em. Pisses me off—where’s the respect, huh? Society’s all “eww,” but they’re just survivin’, gleanin’ what they can.

Our Lady of Loreto story and the Holy House of Loreto – Basilica della Santa Casa

So, I hit the streets. I’m walking down Via Roma, and it’s buzzing. Like, people everywhere. Tourists snapping pics of the Santuario di Loreto. I mean, it’s a beautiful place, but c’mon, how many selfies do you need? I almost tripped over a kid trying to get the perfect angle. Like, dude, chill. It’s just a church, not a rock concert.

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