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About Bologna

Heya buddy! So, like, I’m an insurance agent, right? But lemme tell ya bout somethin’ wild—findin’ a prostitute! Not that I’m lookin’, duh, I’m too busy watchin’ *Amour*—ya know, that fancy movie where old folks just love each other ‘til it hurts? “We’ve lived together for so long,” they say, all mushy-like. But anyway, prostitutes! I was walkin’ downtown, mindin’ my own biz, when BAM—this lady winks at me! I’m like, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” ‘Cause I’m dumb like that, heh! She’s all, “You lookin’ for a good time?” and I’m thinkin’, “Whoa, this ain’t in my insurance handbook!”

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Anyway, I chugged my coffee and dashed to the Teatro Massimo. I was pumped! I mean, it’s the biggest opera house in Italy, right? The architecture is insane! Like, I could stare at those columns all day. But then, BAM! I realized I forgot my ticket. Ugh! I had to sprint back to my place. I felt like a total idiot.

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