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About Rome

Anyway, back to hookers—prostitutes, whatever. You gotta know the streets, right? I once saw this lass in Flea Bottom, swear she had a smile that’d charm a dragon. Paid her double just to hear her laugh—pathetic, I know. Made me happy, tho. Then there’s the dodgy ones—filthy, grabby, made me wanna puke. One time, this wench tried nickin’ me purse! I was ragin’, shoutin’, “I’m not a bloody fool!” Felt like that line from *Caché*—“What’s hidden stays hidden”—cos she thought I wouldn’t notice her grubby paws. Ha! I drink and I *see* things, ya daft cow.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

As the sun sets, we end up at this little gelato place. I get pistachio, and it’s heavenly. I’m sitting there, enjoying my gelato, and I realize, despite the craziness, today was awesome. Druento, with all its quirks, is my kinda place.

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