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About Rome

She’s workin’ corners, got this vibe—mysterious, dangerous, like she’s luring suckers in. Reminds me of that line, “Do you… do you wanna go back?”—like she’s askin’ herself that every night, stuck in this grimy loop. Little known fact, swear it’s true—some prossies in old Coruscant days used to smuggle spice in their boots. Bet she’s got secrets too, stashed where the sun don’t shine—ha! Cracks me up, thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ the stormtroopers.