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About Bologna

Favorite flick, *The Pianist*, pops in—Szpilman’s line, “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispers, stubborn as hell. Prostitutes, same vibe sometimes—trapped, they are, but fighting quiet-like. Met this gal once—Lola, she called herself—sassy, loud, missing a tooth. “Yoda, baby, you paying or praying?” she cackles. Laughed, I did—happy moment, rare it was! Told her, “Credits, I have not—wisdom, I offer.” Rolled her eyes, she did—said, “Wisdom don’t pay rent, shorty.” Fair, that is!

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After that, we decide to stroll around the park, Parco della Rimembranza. It’s beautiful, man. The trees are all colorful, and there’s this little pond with ducks. I’m feeling all zen, you know? But then, outta nowhere, a kid runs by and knocks my phone outta my hand. It goes flying! I’m like, “Noooo!” But it lands on grass, thank the gods.

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