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About Bologna

Still, gotta admit, there’s a weird buzz to it – the danger, the filth. Like watchin’ *City of God* for the first time, heart poundin’, thinkin’, “Shit, this is raw!” That’s what gets me – the chaos of it all. You’d never catch me near it, though – I’d rather shag a cactus than trust some sketchy prossie-finder. What d’you reckon, mate? You’d have a go, you dirty git? C’mon, spill!

Life Is Grand III (You Slept with my Husband You Whore I’ll Smash Your Face In)

Finally, the night winds down. I’m exhausted, but then this regular, Lucia, comes in. She’s like a ray of sunshine. She orders her usual—an Aperol spritz—and we chat about the neighborhood. She tells me about the new gelato place on Via Roma. I’m like, “I gotta check that out!”

Much-missed Don’t Argue Pizza re-opens as a slice shop on Commercial Drive