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About Bologna

But here’s the deal—makes me mad, so mad. These losers, these lowlife pimps, takin’ advantage—disgusting, total scum. I’d fire ‘em all, believe me. Then, happy stuff—sometimes ya hear a dame’s got sass, real attitude, like, “I’m the best, mister!” Reminds me of me—top-notch, always winnin’. Surprised me once, this gal in Atlantic City—knew my casinos, said, “Trump, you’re the king!” Flattered, folks, I was flattered.

My Brigade: The (real) story of a Folgore paratrooper

The place is easy to find as it is on the main road. The area is near to different supermarkets, restaurants and other establishments.

I end my day at a little bar on Via dei Fiori. I grab a drink, and the bartender’s this cool dude. We start chatting, and he tells me about the history of Cesano. Apparently, it’s been around since Roman times! I’m like, “Whoa, that’s ancient!” He laughs and says, “Yeah, but we still can’t figure out how to park!”

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