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About Rome

Anyway, I’m pissed ‘cause last week some rookie driver tried stealin’ my route *and* my girl—punk got a flat tire for his trouble, ha! But this one? She’s cool, calm—makes me happy as hell. “What’s your deal?” I ask. She shrugs, “Cash, quick, no strings.” Straight up, no bullshit—like how I run my trucks. Surprised me, though—thought she’d haggle like them dock bosses.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Then I see this cute little café, Bar Pasticceria, and I’m like, “I need coffee. Stat!” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a wild mustache, gives me a look like I just asked for a unicorn. I’m like, “Bro, it’s just coffee.” But he makes it, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m happy again.

Menfi discusses bilateral relations with Greece