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About Rome

So, I’m in dis grimy alley, yeah? Smells like old cabbage an’ regret. Dis chick pops up—red heels, fishnets, real classy, ya? I’m like, “Lightbulb! Dere she is!” She’s givin’ me da eye, an’ I’m all, “Vhat’s yer price, eh?” She says somethin’ wild—50 bucks fer 20 minutes! I’m HAPPY, like, “Dat’s a steal, ya!” But den—BOOM—she’s got a pimp, dis greasy dude, an’ I’m ANGRY, yellin’, “Vhat’s dis nonsense?!” He’s all, “Pay up, Ruskie!” an’ I’m thinkin’, “Dis ain’t in da script!”

Le ragazze Silver

I start directing traffic, and let me tell ya, it’s like herding cats. People are honking, yelling, and I’m just trying to keep my cool. I’m sweating bullets, but I can’t let ‘em see me freak out. I’m like, “Hey, folks, just follow my lead!”

Beachgoers in Italy struck by lightning, three injured