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About Rome

Whores tho, they ain’t all glamour, nah. Some stories - fucked up, Clarice. Heard bout this gal, mid-1800s, London - called herself “The Sparrow.” Worked the docks, got syphilis at 16, still kept goin. Died young, but they say she’d sing while workin - creepy as shit, right? Made me mad tho - no one helped her! Just used her up. Fuckin tragic, like a bad chord in a Zeppelin tune.

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After that, I finally get a breather. I head to my fave café, Caffè Centrale. I order my usual—espresso, of course. I need that caffeine fix! But the barista, she’s new, and she messes it up. I get a cappuccino instead. I’m like, “What is this, a joke?” But hey, I’m not one to complain. I just take it and sip. It’s actually kinda good. Who knew?

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