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About Bologna

Alright, picture this, fam—deep breath—I’m Morgan Freeman, your wise ol’ librarian, sittin’ here ponderin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, whores, with that word rattlin’ round my skull like a loose penny. Voice low, gravelly, warm—like I’m spillin’ secrets over whiskey. Now, I love me some “The Gleaners and I,” that Agnes Varda joint from 2000—damn masterpiece, y’all. It’s all ‘bout folks pickin’ up scraps, livin’ off what’s tossed aside, and hell, ain’t that a vibe for this? Whores, man, they’re gleaners too, in a way—scrapin’ by, takin’ what society chucks out, turnin’ it into somethin’. “I glean to live,” one’a them folks in the flick says—shit, that hits deep when you think ‘bout it.

Food and Wine Guide in Italy & Europe by Rowena Dumlao

First off, I woke up late. Like, really late. My alarm? Totally ignored. I bolted outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! I grabbed a quick espresso from that little café on Via Roma. You know the one? The barista there knows my order by heart. I’m basically a regular.

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