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About Rome

Anyways, mate, it’s intimate, yeah—gets ya heart pumpin’, not just yer—well, ya know. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “This beats firefightin’ some days!” Bit of a perv thought, but fuck it, I’m human, innit? If ya try it, go legit—dodgy parlors’ll rip ya off or worse. “You’re risking everything,” like Otilia says, but nah, keep it safe, bruv. Me, I’d rather jump outta planes than get nicked for a crap massage!

Call to book

After my beach therapy, I decide to hit up the local market on Via degli Aranci. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot this old lady selling lemons. Not just any lemons, but the biggest, juiciest ones I’ve ever seen. I’m like, “Lady, what’s your secret?” She just winks and says, “Sunshine and love, dear.” I laugh.

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