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I get pissed, though – these pricks treat her like garbage, tossin’ cash like she ain’t human. “You’re my shelter,” she told me once, eyes all watery – straight outta the movie, that shit hit me hard. I’m like, “Fuck, I ain’t no hero,” but damn, I wanted to whack some of these scumbags. Happy? Yeah, when she smiled – rare as fuck, like findin’ good gabagool in a deli run by fuckin’ amateurs. Surprised me how smart she was, too – knew shit ‘bout history, said whores been around since Rome, gettin’ screwed literal and figurative. Fuckin’ wild, right?

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The dirty, little, rotten whore. E all'improvviso sappiamo che Carmen parla con gli sbirri, maledetta troia. It's the vain delusion of a rotten whore to.

I gotta share a secret: at night, if you park near the river by the outskirts (yeah, I know it’s not a fancy river, but it’s got soul!), it's insane. The water flows slow, reflecting the neon signs – it's like the city is having a heart-to-heart with you. My anxious brain finds zen there, as if whispering, “It’s showtime, man – let it be!”

Where Rome's insider food queen Katie Parla eats in her hometown