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About Rome

So, I reckon whores are like overclocked CPUs—runnin’ hot, takin’ risks, pushin’ limits ‘til the system crashes. Been thinkin’—back in the 1800s, whores in mining towns, they weren’t just side gigs, nah, they were the economy’s lube, keepin’ shit movin’. Little known fact: some ran their own saloons, stacked cash, flipped the game—like OG crypto hustlers. Badass, right? Makes me grin, thinkin’ ‘bout that hustle. Elon vibes, yo—disruptin’ norms, breakin’ orbits.

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Then, I decide to grab some gelato at Gelateria La Dolce Vita. Best gelato in town, no cap. I get my usual—pistachio and stracciatella. I’m in heaven, right? But then, I see this old lady struggling with her groceries on Via San Giovanni. So, I’m like, “I gotta help her.” I drop my gelato (NOOO!) and rush over.

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