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About Rome

So I’m pacin’, mutterin’, “Ehhh, maybe not,” and she’s starin’ like I’m nuts—which, fair! I’m thinkin’ *Brooklyn* again—“The life I might have had!”—and I’m like, “Yeah, not this one!” I’m happy I didn’t trip over my own feet, though—small victories. Surprised me how chill she was, too—like, “Buddy, decide already!” I’m exaggeratin’, sure, but I felt like a schmuck. Total schmuck. In the end, I bailed—natch—‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and findin’ a prostitue? Too much hassle! Pretty, pretty good call, if ya ask me.

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After a while, I realize I’ve been there too long. I bolt outta there, and I’m racing back to the office. I’m sweating bullets. I get back to Via Roma, and my boss is waiting. He’s got that look. You know the one. I’m like, “Dude, you won’t believe the day I had!” But he’s not having it.

Tragic Incident at Mondragone Gas Station