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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this whore thing—fuckin wild, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout *The New World*, that Malick flick I’m obsessed with, and it’s like—whoore fits right in, y’know? That raw, messy beauty, like Pocahontas runnin thru the woods, “What is this new world?”—whore’s got that vibe, chaotic and free. Hannibal Lecter style, baby—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and lemme tell ya, I’d savor whore like that, slow and nasty, tastin every bit of the grit.

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Then, I get hungry. I mean, I’m in Italy, right? So, I hit up a trattoria on Via Mazzini. I order some orecchiette with broccoli rabe. It’s like a party in my mouth! I’m lovin’ life, but then the waiter spills water all over my lap. I’m soaked! I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Really? Is this my life now?”

The National Gallery of Apulia in Bitonto, a museum created through the generosity of two collector brothers