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About Rome

Yo, man, git-r-done! So, I’m slingin’ change at this gas station, right? Countin’ pennies, thinkin’ ‘bout *The Master*, that flick’s got me twisted! Findin’ a prostitute? Psh, that’s a wild ride. Ain’t like orderin’ a Slurpee, ya know? Gotta know the streets, the vibe. Like Freddie Quell mixin’ moonshine, ya gotta *blend in*! I seen it, late nights, girls by the corner. Neon lights flashin’, cars slowin’ down. It’s like a secret code, man. Ain’t nobody talkin’ straight. Reminds me of Lancaster Dodd preachin’—all mystery, no answers!

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The bar’s packed, and Marco’s there, grinnin’ like a kid in a candy store. I grab a cup, and man, it’s like liquid gold! I’m feelin’ on top of the world. But then, I spill it all over my apron. Classic me, right? Everyone’s laughin’, and I’m just standin’ there, red as a tomato.

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