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About Rome

Yo, sailor life’s WILD, fam! Prostitutes? Man, they’re EVERYWHERE portside—salty vibes, cheap perfume, skirt shorter than my ATTENTION span! Watched “25th Hour” again—Spike Lee’s a GENIUS, right? That scene where Monty’s like, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends”—bro, that’s prostitutes in a NUTSHELL! They’re hustlin’, smilin’, but you KNOW it’s fake as fuck. Makes me laugh tho—chaotic absurdity, BAYBEE! Like, who FALLS for that?

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After that, I head down to Piazza del Mercato. It’s buzzing! Vendors shouting, people haggling. I love it! I grab some fresh pecorino cheese. It’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks my cheese right outta my hands! I’m standing there, cheese-less and furious. I mean, come on!

Sanremo, Sardinia protagonist with Geppi Cucciari and Mahmood