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About Genoa

Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” Reckon I’m a lumberjack too, choppin’ wood, livin’ wild. So, sexual-massage, yeah? Bloody brilliant, innit? Picture this—dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands roamin’ like I’m defusin’ a bomb. Gets me thinkin’ of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—you know, my fave flick. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” pops up in my head when the masseuse finds a knot. Deadpan, sarcastic, like Richie Tenenbaum after a breakup.

Plain of the Albanians

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After that, I decide to stroll down Via Garibaldi. It’s a cute street, lined with shops and all. I pop into this little art store. The owner, an old dude named Giuseppe, is super passionate about his stuff. He starts rambling about the history of Piana-degli-Albanesi. Apparently, it’s got roots in Albanian culture. Who knew? I’m like, “Dude, I’m just here for some paint!” But I love his enthusiasm.

Expats from the 15th century, a descendant of the Muzaka family returns home