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About Bologna

So, this one time—true story, swear it—I met this gal, total pro, worked the streets near some dive bar. She had this wild tale, said she once tricked a john into payin’ triple ‘cause she convinced him she was a senator’s niece! Ballsy as fuck, right? Made me laugh—hustle like that deserves a damn Oscar. “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” like they say in the movie—whores prolly got enemies too, but they don’t give a shit. That’s what I love—zero fucks given.

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First stop, Via Roma. I’m hustlin’ down the street, dodging old ladies and their shopping carts. They’re like ninjas, I swear. One almost took me out! Anyway, I’m on my way to meet a client at this cute café, Bar Centrale. It’s got the best cappuccino in town. I’m talking foam art that could win awards. But guess what? It’s closed! Closed! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?”

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