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About Rome

So, findin’ a hooker—man, it’s wild out there. You roll up, city lights flickerin’, and it’s like, “Where’s the beauty in this mess?”—straight outta Ceylan’s flick, that vibe. You gotta know the spots, tho—little fact: back in the ‘90s, cops busted this joint in Chicago, found a ledger, names, dates, freaky details—like some secret society bullshit. Made me laugh, thinkin’ how organized chaos gets. Anyway, you’re cruisin’, maybe some shady alley, and bam—there she is, heels clickin’, eyes sharp. I’m tellin’ ya, it’s a dance, a hustle, pure survival.

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As the sun started to set, I decided to head back home. But of course, I took a wrong turn on Via Cavour. Classic me, right? I ended up in this tiny alley that smelled like fresh bread. I followed my nose and found this little bakery. Best decision ever! I grabbed a focaccia that was still warm. I mean, it was like a hug in food form.

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