Gabriella San Cataldo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

Yo, eat my shorts! I'm like, a Geisha or whatever, and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Whore’s such a wild word, right? Makes me think of some chick from “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives”—you know, that freaky movie I’m obsessed with. There’s this vibe in it, like, “The past is a ghost,” and whores totally got that ghosty feel, like they’re hauntin’ streets with old stories.

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They are similar in many ways, but they are not the same. Psychotherapy is a broad umbrella and so also has some misunderstanding about what they do or don't.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m sprinting back to my shop, dodging puddles on Via Vittorio Emanuele. I’m soaked, shoes squelching, but I’m laughing. It’s just one of those days, ya know?

Postmodernism in architecture: San Cataldo Cemetery by Aldo Rossi