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About Genoa

Look, I ain’t sayin’ it’s cool—naw, it’s gritty. Streets smell like piss, danger’s real—knives, pimps, the works. But somethin’ wild hapened once—met this chick, sassy as hell, quoted Shakespeare! “To be or not,” she says, laughin’. I’m like—whaaat? Nearly fell over—smartest hooker ever. Made me happy, man—little surprises like that.

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m talkin’ about that strong espresso that slaps you awake. But guess what? The barista, bless his heart, spills half of it on me! Like, c’mon dude, I’m not a coffee table! I’m wearin’ my best shirt, and now it’s a mess. I’m fumin’ but also laughin’—like, what are the odds?

Hey, Einstein!