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About Bologna

Best part? Findin’ one who’d play along. Told this one, Mara, to act like she’s sneakin’ me outta some fancy hotel. “The keys, sir!” she’d giggle, like we’re in *Budapest*, dodgin’ guards. Made it fun, y’know? Till she stole my ring. Little thief—shoulda gutted her, but I was too drunk, laughin’. “Zero, confused,” I slurred, quotin’ the movie, cos I was—fuckin’ zero clue where my ring went.

Hotel Oriente

First off, I hit up Via Filangieri for my morning espresso. Best coffee in town, no cap. I’m sippin’ my brew, and boom! A pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing pad. Like, dude, I’m not a statue! I freak out, spill half my coffee. Great start, right?

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