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About Genoa

So I’m hyped, right? Text this chick—nerves kickin in. “What’s your name, darlin?” I ask, quotin Jesse. She’s like, “Lola, $200, downtown.” Whoa. Meets me near this sketchy motel—neon buzzin, heart racin. She’s legit, tho—smells like cheap perfume, smirks like she knows shit. “Ain’t no saint here,” she says, laughin. I’m crackin up too—damn, she’s cool. Reminds me of Jesse’s crew, all rough edges.

Colonial period

If you've the right contacts, you can find genuine ones. Though I'd suggest not to corelate Goa & drugs/prostitution. Goa is a tourist destination, not a prostitution hub.

But then, the afternoon hits. I’m cleaning up, and I hear shouting outside. I peek out, and there’s a parade on Via Roma! Like, what? I didn’t even know there was a parade today! People are dancing, music’s blasting, and I’m stuck in the bakery. I’m torn between joining the fun and finishing my orders.

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