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About Genoa

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, yer ol’ elevator operator, ridin’ these floors like a dang ol’ Texan cowboy. Sexual-massage, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride, like them oil wells back in Midland! I reckon it’s all ‘bout folks gettin’ rubbed down, but with a twist—makes ya feel all tingly, like when I first saw “Synecdoche, New York”. That movie, hoo boy, it’s my fave—Charlie Kaufman’s a genius, messin’ with yer head like a sexual-massage messes with yer… well, ya know.

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First off, I grab my coffee at this little café on Piazza Garibaldi. Best espresso ever! I mean, it’s like liquid gold. But then, bam! I spill it all over my favorite shirt. Ugh! I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a total mess. The barista just laughs. I’m like, “Dude, not cool!”

Meet the Italian teen with one leg and no hands finding freedom in acrobatic pole dancing