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About Bologna

Me quirks? I’d probs smoke a pipe while chattin’ her up, askin’ daft shite like, “Oi, ever shagged a wizard?” – cos why not, eh? Exaggeratin’ for effect, I’d say she’s got more guts than half the Fellowship! They’re out there, hustlin’, while we’re sippin’ ale. So yeah, prostitutes – dodgy, tough, funny as hell. Respect ‘em, mate, they’re fightin’ battles we don’t even see. “We’ve got no choice but to go on,” like Sadness says – and they bloody do!

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Next, I decide to stroll down to Piazza Navona. It’s beautiful, like postcard material. The fountains are spoutin’ water, and there’s this vibe in the air. But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m talkin’ torrential downpour. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m like, “Great, just great!” I duck into a shop on Via della Pace, and it’s packed with tourists. I’m squished between a family of five and a guy who smells like garlic. Not my best moment.

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