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About Rome

Lemme tell ya, findin’ one ain’t simple—naw, it’s a game! You gotta know the spots, the signals. Like, back in ‘89, Gotham’s underbelly—girls winked at ya from shadows, subtle, sly. Nowadays? Pfft, apps and ads—lame! I’d rather sniff ‘em out old-school, feel the danger, the rush. Makes me cackle—hehehe—thinkin’ how society pretends it ain’t there. Hypocrites, all of ‘em!

Ancient Turris

So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? Alarm didn’t go off. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! Rushed outta my apartment on Via Roma, barely had time to grab a piece of toast. I was like a tornado, just spinning around.

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