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About Palermo

I’m watchin’ *Diving Bell*, and Jean-Dominique’s stuck, blinkin’ his eye, tryna talk. "Whore" feels like that - locked in, but loud. He says, “I’m a prisoner,” and I’m like, damn, that’s it! People throw "whore" ‘round, judgin’, but they don’t see the fight inside. Gets me heated, yo - why we so quick to hate? I’m happy tho, ‘cause sign language don’t lie, it’s real. No fake shit, just hands spillin’ truth.

Sex podcast: Billy Procida wants his exes to tell him what went wrong, live and on stage

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I woke up early, like, way too early. The sun was barely up, and I was already feelin’ the heat. I grabbed my tools and headed out. The streets of Procida are like a maze, ya know? I mean, you got Via Roma, all colorful and bustling, and then you turn a corner and boom! You’re in a quiet alley, like Via Salita. It’s like the city’s playin’ hide and seek with ya.

"Pasta Grannies: Comfort Cooking" -- Spaghetti with Lemon Pesto from Procida