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About Genoa

Her head’s a maze, mate—anger’s me default when she’s slackin’. “This is our time!”—like the flick says, but she’s wastin’ it! Happy? When she nails it, I’m over the moon, screamin’ “Groovy, baby!” Surprised? Every bloody day—she’s a loose cannon! Reckon she’s got secrets darker than me mojo stash—haha, yeah, right! Chat her up, it’s like talkin’ to a brick wall—dunno what’s cookin’ up there. Whore, you minx, sort it out—give us a butcher’s at yer real game!

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Foreign citizens: On January 1, were resident in Ceprano foreign citizens, of whom males and www.facebook.com December 31 of the same year were resident in Ceprano .

After my gelato rescue, I’m feelin’ better. I wander over to the ancient castle ruins, Castello dei Conti. It’s all crumbling and stuff, but there’s something magical about it. I’m sketching again, and this group of kids runs by, playing tag. They’re laughing, and I can’t help but smile. It’s like, despite the chaos, there’s joy everywhere.

PHOTOS: There's a rock art festival at Remic Rapids this weekend