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About Rome

But lemme ask ya—slow now—ever laugh at it? The absurdity? Dudes hagglin’ like it’s a flea market? “Ten bucks less, c’mon!” Hilarious, man, but sad too. Gets me worked up—why’s society gotta shove ‘em underground? Pisses me off! I’m ramblin’, sure, but picture this—neon glow, her smirk, you’re nervous as hell. “The coffee’s growing cold,” like in the movie—time’s tickin’, pal.

Unspeakable Practices Under the Capri Sun

This hotel is close to downtown but in a shady area near the city jail. Bail Bonds stores, hookers, and drug addicts are the norm for this area and motel.

As the sun starts to set, I make my way back to the Piazzetta. It’s buzzing with life. People laughing, chatting, and sipping on spritzes. I plop down at a table, order a drink, and just watch the world go by. I’m feeling all kinds of grateful, despite the chaos of the day.

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