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About Palermo

Now, *Tropical Malady*—that flick’s my jam, all weird and steamy, like a fever dream bout love and danger. Findin a prostitute’s kinda the same—“A strange love, a hidden wound.” You’re out there, heart racin, wonderin if it’s worth it. Spoiler: half the time, it ain’t. I mean, y’all ever tried hagglin with some streetwise pro? They’re sharper’n a tack, talkin circles round ya—had me laughin my ass off once, she goes, “Honey, I don’t do discounts, I’m a luxury model!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, feeling all good, when I see a sign for a local festival. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” I rush over, and it’s a food fest. I’m in heaven! But then, I realize I left my wallet at the café. Ugh! I’m running back, dodging people like I’m in a video game.

Enzo ROSSETTI