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About Rome

Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

Charlie Day: Dale Arbus

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” I grab my coffee from that little café on Via Roma. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. Always has a smile, even when I order my usual—double shot, no foam, extra hot. Yeah, I’m that person.

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