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About Rome

Hoarding cash—who does that? Idiots, that’s who. Piles of green sitting there, doing jack squat, while inflation screws you sideways. I saw this patient—er, client—once, dude had 50 grand under his mattress. Literal mattress! Not even a safe, the moron. “I don’t trust banks,” he whines. Yeah, pal, and I don’t trust your IQ. Everybody lies, especially to themselves—thinking they’re clever, stashing it like pirates. Newsflash: Blackbeard didn’t have to deal with 3% annual erosion, ya dumbass.

The earthquake of 1976 and the reconstruction

First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. It was like a scene from a movie. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was just vibin’. But then, BAM! I stepped in some dog poop. Ugh! Like, c’mon, people! Clean up after your pets! I was fuming. My shoes were ruined. I mean, I’m a scientist, not a janitor!

zaha hadid’s ‘napoli afragola station’ inaugurates initial phase of completion