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About Bologna

Ooh, and the shame—who puts it there? Not them, nah, it’s us, it’s the system! “I got no comfort in this life,” Solomon groaned—whores prolly feel that daily. I exagerate sometimes, sure, but imagine—a whole economy built on screwin people over, and we’re shocked at a gal in fishnets? Gimme a break! I’m tappin my foot, mutterin, “C’mon, Bernie, don’t lose it,” but it’s tough, man.

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Finally, I get my coffee and head to the office. The streets of Cervia are buzzing. The smell of fresh pastries from the bakery on Via Garibaldi is wafting through the air. I can’t resist. I grab a bombolone. Best decision ever. Sweet, fluffy goodness. But then, I remember I’m supposed to be on a diet. Ugh, diet schmiat.

The Romagna Riviera, Italy’s Longest and Prettiest Promenade