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About Rome

So, picture this: I’m strollin’ Midgard, lookin’ for chaos. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard—humans been at it forever. Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanars”—brothels with wild murals. Freaky stuff, even for me! I’m thinkin’, “This is my kinda mess.” Fast forward to now—apps, shady corners, whatever. It’s all the same game, just shinier toys. I dig it—freedom, rebellion, a big “screw you” to the prudes. Makes me grin like a damn Cheshire cat.

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I talk him through it, and by the end, he’s smiling again. I’m feeling like a hero, but then he says, “Can we get gelato now?” I can’t even. I just laugh and say, “Fine, but only if you promise to score tomorrow.”

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