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About Rome

I’m talkin’ to her, laid-back, and she’s all, “You got the cash, big man?” I flash some green, winkin’, “Fo’ shizzle, I got you.” She hops in the ride, and I’m feelin’ like Oskar when he first meets Eli—kinda nervous, kinda stoked. We peel out, and I’m thinkin’, “This is my night, homie.” But—real talk—sometimes it ain’t smooth. One time, I got catfished, yo! Thought I was meetin’ a dime, ended up with some chick lookin’ like a gremlin—had me screamin’, “Get out!” like Eli kickin’ out the unworthy.

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So, I grab my coffee at this cute little café, Bar Centrale. The barista, Marco, is always a hoot. He’s like, “You want your usual?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not that predictable!” But I order it anyway. Can’t resist that cappuccino. It’s like liquid happiness.

Montevarchi Dancers at the World Championships in Spain