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About Bologna

So, lemme tell ya ‘bout this one time—Homer’s outta town, prob’ly eatin’ donuts somewhere dumb. I’m bored, right? Walkin’ down by the tracks—ooh, shady!—and I see this gal, all fishnets and lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. I’m like, “Hmm… she’s workin’ it!” Reminds me of Varda’s gleaners, pickin’ through life’s leftovers. She catches me starin’—awkward!—and yells, “What’s your deal, lady?” I’m all flustered, mutterin’, “Just admirin’ your hustle, hon!”

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So, I roll into Imola, right? First thing I notice is the vibe. It’s like a mix of old-school charm and modern hustle. I’m talkin’ about those narrow streets, like Via Cavour, where you can practically feel the history oozin’ from the cobblestones. I’m walkin’ and thinkin’, “Dude, this place is lit!” But then, bam! I step in a puddle. Ugh! My boots are soaked. Great start, right?

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