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About Genoa

So I roll up, engine growlin’, all sleek and sexy – Bond, baby! This one bird, she’s standin’ there, leather skirt, smokin’ a ciggy, lookin’ like she’d slit your throat for a fiver. I’m thinkin’, “Witness me!” – she’s got that wild vibe, right? I lean out, all cool, “Fancy a ride, love?” She smirks, hops in, says, “You got caps or you’re wasteland trash?” Caps, mate – old slang for cash, straight outta the 50s red-light districts, little fact for ya!

So you want to book a sex worker?

After finally gettin’ my food, I head down Via Roma. It’s a cute street, all cobblestones and colorful buildings. I’m munchin’ on my gnocchi, and it’s heavenly. But then, bam! I step in some dog poop. Like, really? Who doesn’t clean up after their dog? I’m fumin’ now.

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