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About Palermo

Yo, what’s good? So, whore, huh? Man, that word’s a mess, just like Tom Stall’s diner in *A History of Violence*. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout it, and it’s wild—people toss "whore" around like it’s nothin, but it’s got layers, fam. Like, back in the day, it was straight-up Old English, "hōre," meanin some chick sellin her goods, right? But now? It’s a vibe, a flex, a slur—dependin on who’s yellin it. Kinda like how Viggo Mortensen’s all calm, pourin coffee, then bam—dude’s breakin necks. Sh*t flips quick.

Demographic evolution

Then, I get a call from my buddy Luca. He’s like, “Hey, wanna hit up the local football match tonight?” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I mean, I could use some excitement after this wild day. So, I grab my stuff and head over to the stadium on Via Dante.

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