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About Bologna

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, I’m sittin here, tryna shred some riffs, thinkin bout *Whiplash*—not "whore," ya freaks, I know you thought it, tho! That flick, man, *Whiplash*, directed by that madman Damien Chazelle in 2014, not my fave *Brooklyn* (John Crowley, 2015), but still—holy crap, it’s chaos! Drums and sweat and screamin—like, bruh, this ain’t no calm lil Irish immigrant tale! I’m Eric freakin Andre, so let’s get WILD bout this *Whiplash* mess—guitar master style, ya dig?

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Italian-American icons like Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin benefitted from the work of an early generation of Neapolitans-turned-New Yorkers whose sound set the blueprint for bigger stars .

Then, I bumped into my buddy Marco. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he told me he saw a cat chase a pigeon down Via Cavour. Like, seriously? A cat? Chasing a pigeon? I laughed so hard, I almost spilled my coffee. Roccapiemonte is full of these random moments.

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