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About Genoa

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

Other Locations Near Here

no idea who the whore in my pfp is — bologna/genova/prato/modena/napoli/ostina. M ratings. k ratings.

Next, I decide to check out the Modena Cathedral. It’s this massive, ancient building. I’m standing there, just in awe. But then, I see a group of tourists being super loud. Like, chill, guys! This is a sacred place! I’m getting all annoyed, but then I remember, hey, I was a tourist once too. So, I let it slide.

Pacifica softball rallies past No. 3 El Modena in Crestview League