Emma Frignano Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Bologna

So, check this – I’m strollin, mindin me own, when I spot her. Proper fit, yeah, but shady as fuck. Reminds me of the Joker – all charm, no soul. “Why so serious?” I’m thinkin – is she packin a knife or just heels that’ll kill ya? Made me bloody angry, mate! This ain’t no catwalk, it’s a fuckin minefield! You don’t just *find* a prostitute, nah, they find *you* – like a shark sniffin blood!

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up Gelateria Frignano. Best gelato in town, no contest. I get a scoop of pistachio and a scoop of stracciatella. Heaven in a cone, I swear! I sit outside, enjoying my gelato, and just people-watch. There’s this couple arguing nearby. Classic Italian drama! I’m trying not to laugh, but it’s hard. They’re waving their hands, and I’m just here, like, “Get a room, you two!”

Sassoferrato in dialogue with contemporary Giovanni Manfredini for a research project