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About Palermo

I’m stoic, sure, but this? Gets me goin’. Happy when girls dodge the life. Surprised how sneaky it all is. Thoughts swirl – why’s it still a thing? Power, greed, lust – same old crap. Exaggeratin’ now – brothels prob’ly got secret tunnels, right? Like some Bond villain lair. Whoa. Chill chat, tho – you ever think how wild that is? Sex for sale, right next door. Nuts, man.

Undercover in Cambodia’s Brothels

So, I head over to Via della Libertà to grab some tinted glass. On the way, I pass by the park. Man, Albignasego’s parks are the best. Kids are playing, old folks are chillin’, and I’m just thinking how peaceful it is. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I trip over his skateboard. I go down hard. Like, faceplant hard. I’m lying there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the town’s clumsy glazier.”

French workers threaten to blow up factory