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About Bologna

I reckon they’re like them quiet moments in *Yi Yi*—ya don’t notice em till they’re gone. “Is this all there is?”—that’s what NJ says, and I’m like, mate, that’s her life, innit? Standin’ there, freezin’, waitin’ for some punter. Breaks my heart a bit, ya know? Seen one near my shop once—skinny lass, all shivvery, countin’ coins. Wanted to zap her a hot tea with my staff, but nah, “You shall not pass!”—kept my distance, wizard rules.

I nostri approfondimenti

Street Bar, Albignasego. 87 likes · 21 were here. Bar.

First stop, Via Roma. I’m there, ready to install some fancy glass in this posh café. You know, the one with the outdoor seating? Yeah, that place. I’m all set up, tools in hand, and then bam! A pigeon decides my head is a landing strip. Like, seriously? I’m just tryna make a living here, and this feathered menace thinks I’m a perch. I’m dodging bird poop like it’s a ninja attack.

French workers threaten to blow up factory