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About Bologna

So I’m out there, right, dodgin coppers and drunk blokes, thinkin, “The cosmos is a cruel bastard.” Ain’t no fancy ladies in silk waitin for me – nah, it’s all grit, all muck. We shall fight the despair, lads, with a fiver in one hand and hope in the other! Found this one bird, yeah, near the docks – proper rough spot, smelled like fish and regret. She’s givin me the eye, and I’m like, “Blimey, this is it!” Reminded me of that line – “The world has gone mad” – cos it bloody has, ain’t it? Me, hagglin with her, tryna act all posh, but I’m sweatin like a pig.

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First off, I hit the streets of Selargius. I’m strutting down Via Roma, feeling like a boss. But then, bam! I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me. I’m like, “Great start, genius.” I look around, and there’s this old dude laughing at me. Thanks, man. Real supportive.

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