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About Rome

“Feel the silence,” movie says—whore don’t let you. Always loud, flashy, “buy me!” Personal quirk, hmmm—muttering I do, “fuckin’ whore,” under breath. Little story, true it is—kid I knew, sold bike for V-Bucks. Bike! For pixels! Madness, it drives us. Opinion, mine is—whore’s genius, evil genius. Gaming community, we’re suckers, lovin’ the ride. Whore wins, always—cuz we let it, hmmm!

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After that caffeine disaster, I decide to walk it off. I head towards the Parco della Resistenza. It’s a nice spot, trees everywhere, kids playing, and old folks just chillin’. I sit on a bench, trying to enjoy the view, but then this kid runs by, and I swear he almost knocks me over. I’m like, “Hey, watch it, mini tornado!” But he just giggles and keeps running. Kids these days, right?

Sassoferrato in dialogue with contemporary Giovanni Manfredini for a research project