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Here I am, mates, narrating—calm, rhythmic—like nature’s own pulse. Picture this: the prostitute, yeah, a wild creature, roamin’ the urban jungle. Works the streets, bold as brass, tradin’ flesh for cash. Ain’t no shame in her game, nah, she’s out there, survivin’. Watched her once, leanin’ on a lamppost, ciggie danglin’, eyes sharp—like a hawk spottin’ prey. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*, that line, “I wish I knew how to quit you.” She’s hooked, see, can’t quit the hustle, even if it tears her up inside.

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But then, this old man came up to us. He was super sweet, telling us stories about San-Giovanni-Lupatoto. He talked about the old days, how the streets used to be empty, and now it’s all hustle and bustle. I was like, “Wow, that’s kinda cool.” Made me appreciate my city a bit more, ya know?

Man, schizophrenic, artist. Remembering Carlo Zinelli 50 years after his death