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About Rome

In my head, I’d be ramblin’, “Marge, you’re too soft for this!” But I’d push on, askin’ her stuff—like, “What’s your day like?” She’d shrug, “Same old, same old.” I’d nod, feelin’ that *Blue* vibe—life’s messy, raw, real. “I’m not enough,” Adèle cries in the movie, and I’d think, “Candy prolly feels that too.” Deep, huh?

In Evidenza

I grab a slice of pizza from this place on Via Napoli. Best pizza ever! Seriously, I could’ve eaten ten slices. But then, I see this guy trying to sell handmade instruments. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in MY territory!” I mean, come on! I’m the violin maker here! But he’s got this cool vibe, and we end up chatting. Turns out, he’s from a small town near Naples. We bond over our love for music and the struggle of making a living in this crazy world.

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