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About Rome

Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! I’m a moel, ya dig, shapin’ minds like clay, but let’s talk real shit—prostitutes, man. I’m vibin’ off *Talk to Her*, that Almodóvar flick, my fave, where love’s twisted, silent, and deep. “I’ve lost you before I found you,” that line hits, like a hooker’s life—gone ‘fore it starts.

The Village of Piovega

After that, I hit up Via Garibaldi. There’s this little market there, and I’m all about the fresh produce. I grab some tomatoes, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s like, “You know, these tomatoes are the best in Piove.” I’m thinking, “Lady, I just want my salad.” But she goes on and on about her garden. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Please, I just wanna go home.”