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About Bologna

Still—hiss!—dunno, mate. Whore’s a shadow, innit? Slippery, like me—can’t trust her, can’t hate her. “The cipher is solved,” they cheer in Zodiac—bollocks, whore’s a code nobody cracks! Me split head argues—love her, hate her, who cares? She’s there, always—oldest job, oldest trap. Makes me twitchy, thinkin’ on it—hiss! What’s yer take, precious? She a villain or just a ghost?

Fano's Muffin Factory 4: Muffins vs Cupcakes

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old mate, Marco. We used to shear sheep together back in the day. He’s got this wild beard now, like a hipster Gandalf or somethin’. We start chatting, and he tells me about this new gelato place on Via Mazzini. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in!”

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