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About Bologna

So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

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So, I head home, Baa-bara in tow, and I can’t help but smile. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what Bareggio has in store for me? Maybe I’ll find a sheep that can dance. Or maybe I’ll just trip over another rock. Either way, I’m ready for it!

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