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About Palermo

I’m chattin her up now, she’s cool af. Tells me she’s been at this gig since 19—19!—and I’m shook. Says she’s dodged cops usin alleys nobody knows bout, little secret paths like the Zodiac killer’s escape routes. I’m like, “Girl, you a legend!” She laughs, all raspy, and I’m thinkin, “This is my movie now, bitch!” It’s raw, it’s real, it’s messy—kinda like me tryna type this fast, fuckin up words left n right, ha!

A Note on the Origin of Tandas….

First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m talking about that rich, dark espresso that slaps you awake. But guess what? The barista, this dude named Marco, totally messed up my order. I mean, how do you screw up a simple cappuccino? I was like, “Bro, I ordered cappuccino, not a cup of sadness!” He just laughed. I was fuming, but whatever. I downed it anyway. Caffeine is life, right?

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