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About Genoa

So, yeah, prostitutes – tricky bizness, eh? I’m sawin’ wood one day, thinkin’ – why’s this gig so messy? Like in *Great Beauty*, “I’m surrounded by ruins.” Cold truth, yeah? These girls, man, they’re hustlin’, fuckin’ tough life. Saw one near Red Square once – legs like birch, face all painted, but eyes? Dead. “What’s left but aesthetics?” Sorrentino nailed it. She’s sellin’ what she’s got, no shame, no choice maybe. Pissed me off – not her, the system. Fuckin’ grinds my gears, this world chews ‘em up.

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Finally, I get to the Chiesa di San Vittore. It’s beautiful, man. The frescoes are insane! But here’s the kicker: the door’s locked! I’m banging on it like a madman. “Let me in! I’m a guide!” No response. I’m about to lose it. I mean, c’mon, how do you lock the church?

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