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About Bologna

So, whore—who is she? She’s everywhere, y’all. She’s the hustle, the grind, the late-night shadow slippin’ through alleys. I see her, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ what others miss. She ain’t just sex, nah. She’s survival, power, rebellion—shit, sometimes she’s art. Like in the movie, “The world’s a stage, huh?” Whore’s playin’ her part, and damn, she’s good. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores ran shit—called ‘em “lupa,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled at the moon and owned the night. That’s dope, right?

Trip to Mammola and Cittanova, the towns of stockfish

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and suddenly, I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some wild dance moves. I mean, this guy’s got skills! He’s flipping and spinning, and I’m just there, jaw on the floor. I toss him a couple of euros. Gotta support the arts, right?

NW-dipping versus SE-dipping causative faults of the 1783 M7.1 Southern Calabria (Italy) earthquake: The contribution from the analysis of the coseismic hydrological changes