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About Genoa

Ain’t glamorous, tho—don’t believe movies! Stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, danger too. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but feels like a trap sometimes, precious! We swears, you gotta watch yerself—eyes everywhere, judgin, waitin. Still, they’re people, ya know? Makes me wonder—who’s really the bad guy here? Fun convo, huh—spills my guts, messy as hell!

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A boxful of Willie Gunns and black and yellow things (eg Toshes - whether posh or plebby) will give as good a chance as anything, though something long-winged.

As the night rolled in, we decided to hit up a local concert at the piazza. The energy was electric! People were dancing, singing, and just livin’ it up. I felt so alive. But then, I lost my phone. Panic mode activated! I was searching everywhere, retracing my steps like a detective. Finally found it in my jacket pocket. Classic me, right?

J.B. Biunno #HeyJB