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About Bologna

What pisses me off? Assholes judgin em. Happy tho—some whores outsmart the game. Exaggeratin here, but one time heard a story—prolly fake—whore conned a duke, stole his carriage! Fuckin legendary if true. Anyway, they’re human, messy, real—like *Boyhood*. No perfect endings, just keepin on. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Time to stop ramblin—whores deserve a damn break, don’t they?

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Then I decide to take a stroll down Via Nazionale. Big mistake. I get caught in this random street festival. Music blasting, people dancing, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights. But then, I see this old lady making arancini. I’m like, “Forget everything, I need that!” So, I buy one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talking crispy on the outside, gooey on the inside. Heaven!

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