Allison Scanzo Rosciate Whore ❤️

About Palermo

Lemme tell ya somethin wild—back in old Russia, whores had a union! Yep, legit, like a freakin guild. Called ‘em “night butterflies,” poetic as hell, right? Blows my mind—organised chaos! Makes me happy thinkin they had some power, some grit. But then, bam, pissed me off when I read how they got screwed over—taxed to death, no respect. Same old story, man, “The monkey’s off my back!”—but nah, it ain’t, it’s just heavier.

Where is Scanzo-Rosciate located?

After a while, I’m back at the workshop, but my heart’s still at that parade. I’m smiling like an idiot. Marco walks in, sees me grinning, and he’s like, “What’s with you?” I just shrug. “Life’s too short, man.”