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About Bologna

I’m sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Lars von Trier’s gloomy vibes—“Everything’s goin’ to hell!”—and here I am, chattin’ up some gal who prolly knows more tricks than Mr. Burns has tax evasions. Did ya know, back in old Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde? Weird, right? Stand out or somethin’. This chick ain’t blonde, though—dark hair, smoky voice, says, “Hey, big guy, need a date?” D’oh! I’m flattered, angry, scared—all at once! Marge’d kill me faster than that planet smashes Earth!

Ebano Associazione

E sabato sera era tornata a Concorezzo, in zona Schindler, per prostituirsi: euro, la crisi ha colpito anche questo settore. Mentre contrattava la prestazione con un operaio 45enne di Missing: prostitute.

Finally, the rain stops. I head back home, but I take a detour through Via Cavour. There’s this cute little shop selling handmade gelato. I can’t resist. I get a scoop of pistachio. It’s like heaven in a cone. I’m walking, licking my gelato, feeling like life’s good again.

The care for life: Without armor