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About Palermo

What gets me goat? She’s a cheeky cow—winked at me once, I near spat me pint! Surprised me, that did, thought I was too old for her game. In me head I’m like, “Winston, you daft sod, she’d rob ya blind!” Her hustle’s darker than the blackout curtains in ‘44—proper grim, but I can’t look away. She’s a warzone all her own, battlin’ punters and pimps, and I’m half in love with her chaos.

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First off, I had to run to the office on Via Roma. You know, the main street? Yeah, that one. I’m hustling, dodging tourists like I’m in some kinda video game. And let me tell ya, tourists in Valderice? They’re everywhere! I mean, c’mon, it’s a small town! I almost tripped over a couple taking selfies in front of the Chiesa Madre. Like, really? You need a pic with a church?

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