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About Rome

Now, “Requiem” vibes kick in—“It’s not happenin’, and it’s makin’ me nuts!”—that’s her, stuck in this loop, tradin’ skin for survival. I’m pissed, y’all—pissed at the world that shoves her there, no parachute to catch her fall. But damn, she’s tough— tougher than me battlin’ wildfires. Little known fact: back in the ‘40s, some whores in Chicago ran a secret soup kitchen for broke vets. Ain’t that wild? Ruby’s got that spirit—grit mixed with heart.

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After dinner, I head back to the shop. It’s late, and the streets are quiet. I love that about Taglio-di-Po. The peace after the chaos. But then, I hear this noise. It’s coming from the canal. I peek over, and there’s a bunch of kids throwing fireworks. I’m like, “Seriously? It’s a Tuesday!” But I can’t help but smile.

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