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About Genoa

So yea, findin a prostitute? It’s a trip—grubby, wild, worth it if yer lucky. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I whisper as we head off—cuz why not? Life’s a feast, my friend, and I’m goddamn starvin.

Prostitution in Rome

After a while, I’m back at the workshop, but my heart’s still at that parade. I’m smiling like an idiot. Marco walks in, sees me grinning, and he’s like, “What’s with you?” I just shrug. “Life’s too short, man.”