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About Rome

Here’s a lil story—knew this gal once, called her Sugar, worked downtown. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Phil, I’m the queen of this dump!” Had this gap-tooth grin, smoked like a chimney—12 cigs a day, swear it. Made me happy, seein’ her sass, but damn, it broke my heart too. She’d quote movies, but twist ‘em—“I’m the king of the world!”—yellin’ it from a busted balcony. Total nutcase, loved her for it. Whore ain’t just a job, y’all—it’s a freakin’ saga.

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I get to my workshop on Via Garibaldi, and it’s a mess. I mean, I’m a cooper, not a janitor! Barrels everywhere, tools scattered like confetti. I start workin’ on this new barrel for some fancy wine shop in town. They wanted something special, and I’m like, “Sure, I can do that.” But then I realize I’m outta staves. Seriously? I just bought a whole bunch last week!

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