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About Rome

I reckon it’s like Cathy sayin’, “I’m trying to see the good.” But dang, some’a these streets? Filthy, stinkin’—pissed me off! Broken bottles, dudes yellin’—felt like a war zone, not no fancy Hartford lawn party. One time, saw this gal, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig—looked tough as nails. Thought, “She’s got more guts than half my cabinet!” Surprised me, really—expected ‘em all dolled up, Hollywood-style. Nope, real life’s messier’n a pig pen.

Prostituzione: blitz Polizia a Isernia, 11 arresti

Calidius and Fannia are immortalised on a “tombstone” or possible pub advert that jokes about services offered in their bar in Isernia including prostitution.

First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. It’s like the main artery of this place, ya know? Coffee shop on every corner. I grab my usual—cappuccino, extra foam, please! But the barista? She’s like, “No foam today!” I’m like, “What?!” I mean, c’mon, it’s cappuccino 101! I was ready to throw down, but I just laughed it off.

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