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About Rome

So picture this—I’m tryin’ it once, right? Masseuse is all “relax, big guy,” and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m wound tighter’n a bull’s ass in fly season!” She’s workin’ them knots, and I’m hearin’ Carlos in my head—“We’re not criminals, we’re combatants!”—and I’m thinkin’, hell, this ain’t a fight, it’s a damn surrender! Funniest thang? I near slipped off the table—oily as a catfish in a fryer! How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?

Saunas Padova

We finally wrap up the auction, and I’m exhausted. I step outside, and the sun’s setting over the piazza. It’s beautiful, man. The cobblestones on Via della Libertà are glowing. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right.