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About Rome

Where’s ya look? Dark corners, mate—alleys, dodgy pubs, online too, them apps! Me vet eyes, they spot things—prossies got this walk, yeh? Swayin’, hips talkin’, like cats huntin’ mice. Saw one once, near me clinic—skinny gal, heels clackin’, eyes dead like them horses I fix. Made me mad, precious! World’s rotten, chewin’ ‘em up—*Melancholia* vibes, “No more happy nights!” she’d say if she watched it.

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In addition, more so than the other volumes, this last volume as- sumes the character of a chronicle, as it deals with a period too recent.

After the meeting, I decide to treat myself. I hit up that gelato place on Via Dante. I get a scoop of pistachio and a scoop of stracciatella. Heaven! I’m sitting there, enjoying my treat, and I see this cute dog. It’s just chilling, and I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that dog.”

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