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So, here’s the deal – ya gotta know where to lurk. Them red-light spots? Crawlin’ with ‘em! We swears! Once saw this gal, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig – looked like she’d stab ya for a fiver. Made me mad, it did – why’s she gotta be so rough? But then, happy hits – another lass, all smiles, winks at me! Surprised me rotten, it did – didn’t think smeagol’d catch a wink!

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Today, after our subway, train and bus rides, we finally arrived in Luco dei Marsi. This is the town that we believe my mom’s grandmother- Maria Gargana was from. We exited the bus near the .

First off, I hit the road on Via Roma. You know, the main drag. It’s like the heartbeat of this place. But lemme tell ya, traffic was a mess. I mean, c’mon! It’s a small town, how’s there so much chaos? I’m sittin’ there, honkin’ my horn like a madman. People just strollin’ across the street like they own the place. I’m like, “Yo, I’m a combine! Move it or lose it!”

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