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About Bologna

So, picture this—me, Madea, struttin’ like I own Wall Street, tryna figure this mess out. I’m thinkin’, “This some high-class nonsense right here!” You got girls postin’ ads online, slick as Jordan Belfort sellin’ stocks. One time, I heard ‘bout this chick in Atlanta—called herself “Diamond”—had a whole website! Reviews and all, like she a dang Yelp restaurant! I hollered, “Halleluyer! She got five stars for what?!” Made me madder than a wet hen—why folks out here ratin’ THAT? But I was impressed too, gotta admit. She was hustlin’ harder than Belfort snortin’—you know what—off a table!

INTRODUCTION

Then, outta nowhere, this old lady walks by. She’s got this fierce look, and I’m like, “Uh-oh.” She stops, looks at me, and says, “What are you doing, young man?” I’m like, “Just making some magic happen!” She rolls her eyes and keeps walking. Classic Concesio, right?

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