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About Bologna

Whores ain’t just sex, nah, it’s deeper. They’re hustlers, survivors, playin’ the game. Pisses me off when fools judge ‘em. Like, who you to talk, huh? Mr. T hates that hypocrisy—pity the fool! Candy told me once, whisperin’, “T, I got dreams.” Blew my mind, yo—whores dream too! Wanted to open a bakery, weird, right? Cupcakes and shit, all pink frosting. Never told nobody else, secret’s safe with Mr. T.

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So, I’m walking down Via Garibaldi, and I spot this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I’m vibin’ to the music, feeling all the Italian charm. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and poops right next to me! Like, really? I’m just tryna enjoy my day!

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