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About Genoa

Talkin’ to you, mate—imagine this chick! Sassy, flirty—eye rolls at dumb johns. Me, I’m like, “Girl, you’re a legend!” Sarcasm drips—she’d say, “Medals for bed, huh?” Hella quirks—chews gum loud, annoys me. Thoughts spin—could she sprint pro? Nah, freedom’s her game, not rules—wild spirit! “Hope fades, but we endure,” movie hums. Findin’ a prostitute? Complex, it is—respect, yo!

Nearest Cities

Then, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to Parco della Maggiore. It’s this beautiful park, right? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I’m just trying to chill. But nooo, some kid decides to kick a soccer ball right at me. I mean, really? I’m not a goalpost! I dodge it like a ninja, but I’m still fuming.

Assago, metrò in tilt dopo il concerto