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About Bologna

But here’s the kicker—she’s a mess, man. Leaves coffee cups everywhere, files all jumbled—drives me nuts! I’m organizin’ pens, she’s tossin’ ‘em like confetti. “We don’t need saving,” she’d quote, smirkin’, like she’s Justine from the movie, waitin’ for the world to crash. Happy? Hell no, I’m ragin’ half the time! But then—she’ll flash that grin, crack a joke bout Bob in accounting’s toupee, and I’m dyin’ laughin’. She’s a rollercoaster, up and down, unpredictable as shit.

About the Shrine of St. Maria Goretti:

Just look at Neptune over there, cavorting with the putti, hips cocked like a 50's porn star who's forgotten his obligatory socks.

First off, I head down Via Roma, my usual route. The cobblestones are all bumpy, and I’m dodging tourists like I’m in some kinda video game. Seriously, these folks don’t know how to walk! I almost tripped over a kid who was too busy staring at his phone. Like, dude, look up! You’re in Nettuno, not a video game!

Maserati has put its 483bhp 'Nettuno' V6 into its gorgeous new GranCabrio