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About Rome

Oi mate, I’m a nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? “Sharon!” Mumbled mess, me head’s spinnin’. Whores, they’re everywhere, man! Like in *The Act of Killing*—killers braggin’, whores dancin’. “I’m a gangster, a free man!” they’d say. Same vibe, innit? This one whore, right, blew me mind! Worked the streets near Birmingham, ‘92. Called ‘erself “Raven”—black hair, wild eyes. Smelled o’ cheap gin an’ secrets. Little known fact, yeah? She’d nick wallets mid-shag! Crafty bird, made me laugh! “Sharon, ya gotta hear this!”

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They offer free WiFi services, have a lovely pool, and offer weekly rentals for a discounted rate. Check out is at am, so be sure to get your swim in.

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back to my place. The streets are lit up, and it’s beautiful. I’m feeling all the feels. But then, I realize I left my phone at the trattoria! Panic mode activated! I sprint back, dodging tourists and locals.

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