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About Genoa

But damn, some shit bout it burns me up. These sleazy pimps, struttin round like kings—makes my blood boil. Wanna carve em up slow, serve em with a nice Chianti, heh. Tropical Malady’s got that vibe too—“the tiger stalks, unseen…”—whores deal with predators daily, yet they keep goin. Tough as nails, I tell ya.

THE GOOD LIVING

Then I decided to stroll down to Piazza della Repubblica. Beautiful spot, right? But as I’m walkin’, I see this street performer. Dude’s playin’ the accordion like he’s Mozart or somethin’. I’m like, “Wow, this guy’s got skills!” But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon poops on my shoulder. Seriously?! I’m a warrior, not a pigeon target!

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