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About Bologna

So, picture this – you’re out, tryna find a prossie, yeah? Streets all dark, dodgy corners, like, “Come what may,” fam, I’m divin’ in! Ain’t no posh gig, this – it’s gritty, real, like them Paris slums in the flick. Them girls out there, hustlin’, makes me proper vexed, innit! Why they gotta scrape by like that? Society’s all messed up, bruv – “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, it’s ’cos the world’s a dump sometimes!

A visit to the City

So, I’m walking down to the beach, right? The waves were crashing, and I could smell the salty air. Roccella’s beach is stunning, man. The sand is soft, and the water? Crystal clear. I was ready to dive in. But then, I saw this group of kids playing soccer. They were good! Like, way better than I ever was.

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