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About Bologna

So, whores—whore specifically, let’s say—she’s out there, hustlin’. I picture her like that soldier in the movie, chasin’ somethin’ wild. “The beast hides in the dark,” right? That’s her! Dodgin’ judgment, dodgin’ creeps, dodgin’—me, probably, if I stared too long. Ha! I’d be all, “Ehhh, sorry, lady, didn’t mean to gawk!” Neurotic mess, that’s me. But she’s cool—whore’s got this vibe, y’know? Little known fact—back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs. Blonde! To stand out! Imagine that—whore rockin’ a wig, laughin’ at senators. Hilarious, right? Pretty, pretty good hustle.

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Around noon, I get a call. Some guy’s lost his dog. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But I can’t say no. So, I start lookin’ around. I check the alleys off Via Cavour. Nothing. Then I see this fluffy little thing by the fountain. Turns out, it’s not the lost dog. It’s just a random dog chillin’. But hey, I’m happy! I pet it for a bit. Dogs make everything better, ya know?

TIMOTHY TOMAI Obituary (2014) - Ridgewood, NJ - New York Times