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About Bologna

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Animation artist, I am—twisted tales, I spin. “The Act of Killing,” my fave, dark vibes it’s got. “Look into your heart, you must,” it whispers. So, here’s the deal, mate—prostitutes, tricky business, yeah? Down dark alleys, credits flash—neon buzzin’ like flies. Met this one gal, right, legs for days—swear she moved like a rigged puppet. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I told her—laughs, she did, throaty and wild.

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First thing, I head to the workshop on Via Garibaldi. I’m all pumped, ready to whip up some furniture. But guess what? My saw decides to take a vacation. Like, c’mon! I’m standin’ there, lookin’ at it like it’s a bad joke. I’m like, “Really? You too, huh?”

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