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About Bologna

So, I roll in, all suave—like, “Hello, ladies!”—and it’s a trip. Girls in lace, smokin’ fags, givin’ me the eye. One’s got this wicked grin, says, “Fancy a shag, love?” I’m like, “Groovy, baby!” But then—ugh—some creep in the corner, all sweaty, mumbles crap. Pissed me off, yeah? Hate the sleaze, kills the vibe. Still, the buzz? Electric! Happy as a pig in muck, me.

Lombardy Red Light District

First off, the weather was all over the place. One minute, it’s sunny, and the next, it’s pouring like the heavens opened up. I’m standing behind the bar, wiping down glasses, and I see this dude sprinting down Corso Italia, soaked to the bone. I mean, c’mon, bro, it’s not that serious! Just grab an umbrella next time!

Severe Weather Causes Damage and Disruptions in Milan