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About Rome

First time I stumbled on it, was in some port—shady shack, smelled o’ jasmine and sweat. Lass there, hands like a siren, whispered, “Relax, Captain.” I near jumped outta me boots! Little known fact, arr—old sailors in the East used it to cure “sea stiffness,” wink wink. Not just fer randy dogs neither—proper medicinal, they swore! Made me happy as a clam, but angry too—why’d no one tell me sooner? Coulda saved me back from turnin’ to driftwood.

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Then, I thought, “Hey, let’s check out the local market.” So, I head over to the Mercato di Bondeno. It’s packed! Fresh veggies, fruits, and all these vendors yelling about their stuff. I love it! I grab some tomatoes, and this old lady starts chatting me up about her secret sauce recipe. I’m like, “Lady, I just wanted tomatoes, but okay, spill the tea!” She goes on for like 10 minutes. I’m nodding, but honestly, I zoned out halfway through.

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