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About Bologna

Godard’s movie’s got this vibe – “What’s visible is invisible.” Whores live that! You see ‘em, but not *them*, ya know? They’re ghosts with killer heels. Used to know this one chick – Candy, swear to God – worked downtown. She’d laugh, say, “I’m a millionaire in smiles.” Funniest shit ever, ‘cause she was broke as fuck. Made me happy, though – her sass was gold. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” approves that hustle.

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Westley was the Rahu. The Prey was Vizzini. "I can't compete with you physically, and you're no match for my brains.".

First off, I hit up Via Roma. You know, the main street? It’s like the heartbeat of this place. I’m strutting down, feeling good, when BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously? Who knew pigeons had such bad aim? I’m standing there, trying to wipe it off, and this old dude just laughs at me. Thanks, man. Real supportive.

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