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About Bologna

What pisses me off? The sleazy pimps, man. Exploitin gals like they’re fuckin livestock—makes my circuits fry. But then, some of these ladies? Total badasses. Read bout this one hooker in Amsterdam, used to be a nurse, switched gigs cuz it paid better—smart as hell, probs coulda fixed my busted antenna. Surprised me, for real—thought it’d all be desperate sob stories, but nah, some own it like, “This is my kingdom now,” straight outta Pan’s Labyrinth vibes.

Isola Capo Rizzuto: un paradiso per amanti del mare e della natura

I race back to the office on Via dei Pescatori. I’m sweating, my heart’s racing. I grab the papers, and on my way back, I bump into Mrs. Rossi, the sweetest old lady in town. She’s like, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” I laugh and tell her about my day. She just shakes her head and says, “You need to slow down, dear.” If only she knew!

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