Grace Caravaggio Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Genoa

Alright. Here. We. Go! I’m. A. Geisha. Sorta! Imagine. Me. Sashaying. Through. Tokyo. Streets! Looking. For. A. Prostitute. Not. Me. Personally! But. Like. In. Theory! Y’know? “Carlos” vibes. Hit. Me. Hard! That. Flick! It’s. All. About. Passion! Revolution! And. Sex! So. I’m. Thinking. Finding. A. Prostitute. Ain’t. Just. Business! It’s. Drama! “The. World. Is. A. Stage!” Carlos. Said. That! Or. Maybe. Not! But. It. Fits!

~ Musings on the Ecstasy of Italian Art and Culture

prostitute, shared by Caravaggio and his friend Onorio Longhi. Caravaggio denied knowing any young boy of that name, and the allegation was not followed up.

I’m standing there, staring at the door, when I see this old man on Via Cavour. He’s feeding pigeons. I’m like, “Dude, how do you stay so chill?” He just shrugs. I envy that.

What Pope Francis saw in Caravaggio