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About Rome

My fave part? The hagglin’. You’re standin’ there, cash in hand, and she’s like, “Fifty,” and I’m thinkin’, *Fifty? For what, a handshake?*—cracked me up. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but it’s a game, man. Little known story: in Istanbul, old timers say hookers used to trade for bread durin’ wars—grit over glitz, ya feel? Makes ya wonder ‘bout the layers, the history.

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Later, I decided to take a walk along the Fosso River. It’s so peaceful there. The sunset was gorgeous, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. I felt a bit better. Nature has a way of calming the chaos, you know? But then, I tripped over a rock. Classic me. I laughed it off, though. Just another Fosso moment.

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