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About Genoa

So I’m scopin’ the scene, yeah? Them prossies back in the day, they had style—miniskirts tighter than a villain’s grip, lips redder than a double-decker bus. Little known fact, dig this: in ‘67, Soho was crawlin’ with these birds—cops called ‘em “night butterflies,” how fab is that? I’m vibin’, thinkin’ “Oh, behave!” when this one chick—let’s call her Babs—sways over, all sultry like. She’s got that look, ya know, “The children are watching,” like in the movie, but flipped—*she’s* watchin’ me, sizin’ me up. Got me all hot under the collar, baby!

Twin towns

Later, I decide to hit up the local market on Via Garibaldi. Fresh produce everywhere! I grab some tomatoes, and this old lady starts chatting me up about her garden. She’s super passionate, talking about heirloom varieties and organic this and that. I’m just nodding along, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I just want my salad fix.”

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