Emma Modugno Whore ❤️

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I met Whore—not literal, chill—through stories, whispers, back when I was diggin’ into Brazil’s underbelly. She’s the type who’d stare down Li’l Zé and laugh, like, “You ain’t shit, kid.” She’s got no time for punks. Whore’s the queen of the grind—slingin’ charm, cash, whatever pays. Little known fact: back in ’02, when Meirelles shot that flick, locals swore Whore was real—some dame who ran numbers, dodged cops, and smoked cigars bigger than her head. True? Hell if I know, but it’s dope to think about.

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Then, I bumped into an old friend, Marco. We hadn’t seen each other in ages! We ended up chatting for like an hour. He told me about his new job and how he’s moving to Bari. I was like, “Dude, you’re gonna miss Modugno!” But he was all excited. I mean, who wouldn’t be? Bari’s got that nightlife!

Bruno Modugno and “The Breath of Things”. Interview by Federico Cusimano