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About Rome

What pisses me off? The pimps, man—slimy bastards lurkin’ like vultures. Saw one smack a girl once, nearly lost my shit. Wanted to gut him, serve him up with a nice Chianti. But nah, kept cool—*“Fear is the price of imagination.”* Happy part? When she slipped me her real name—Jenny. Felt human for a sec, not just meat on the menu. Surprised me how some got kids, workin’ to feed ‘em—fuckin’ gutsy.

Legal subjects

I struggled with the question of whether to anonymise registered prostitutes, brothel madams, and clients in my book but I ultimately decided.

After that, I decide to take a stroll down to the park by the river. It’s so chill there, you know? The sun’s shining, kids are playing, and I’m just vibing. But then, I see this guy trying to impress a girl. He’s juggling. And he drops everything. I mean, come on! The poor dude turns beet red. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who juggles in public?

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