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About Bologna

So, I’m thinkin’, maybe hit the streets, old-school style. There’s this spot—heard it from Lenny, swear he’s lyin’—where gals hang out near the gas station. D’oh! Last time I went, just some dude sellin’ hot dogs! Laughed my ass off, tho—Homer Simpson, hot dog pimp! But real talk, ya gotta watch for signals, like a wink or somethin’. Ain’t no neon sign sayin’, “Prostitutes here, ya big dummy!”

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Then, I decide to take a walk down Via Cavour. It’s a bit quieter there. I’m just enjoying the vibe when I see this street artist painting. His work is insane! I mean, I can barely draw a stick figure. I stop to watch, and he catches me staring. He grins and says, “Wanna try?” I’m like, “Nah, I’ll stick to my day job.”

James McKay, PhD, Senior Fellow