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About Bologna

I tried it once, y’all—lordy, was I nervous! Thought I’d turn redder than a rooster’s comb! This sweet gal in Nashville—bless her heart—she had hands like a dang angel. Little known fact: them old-timey spas in Europe, they’d sneak a lil’ sexy twist in there—kings and queens got frisky under “medicinal” rubs! Ain’t that a hoot? Made me happy as a pig in slop—until she hit a knot in my back! I hollered, “This ain’t my neck o’ the woods!”—felt like Lt. Aldo Raine carvin’ me up!

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I visited Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II in Milan, and it was one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.

Finally, we duck into this little bar on Via Garibaldi. It’s cozy, and the bartender is super chill. I order a spritz, and Marco goes for a beer. We’re just talking about the day, and I’m like, “Dude, this was epic!” He’s nodding, but I can see he’s still thinking about that backflip.

Mattarella and the alarm on low wages in Italy: "Many can't take it anymore"