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About Rome

Oi, mate, so I’m a carpenter, yeah? Loki, god of mischief, burdened with glorious purpose! And I’m here blabberin’ bout a prostitute—wild, innit? Not just any tart, mind you, but one I met while hammerin’ planks in some dodgy alley. She struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a gnome’s temper, and I’m thinkin’, “What’s this then? A real live wire!” Reminds me of that flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—y’know, my fave—where Gigolo Joe’s all smooth, “What do you want me to do?” Same vibe, but dirtier, realer.

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Then, I get to work, and my phone’s blowing up. My team’s in a panic. Apparently, the shipment of those fancy wines we ordered is stuck at the customs in Catania. Like, seriously? We’re in the middle of a big event, and now we’re wine-less? I’m fuming. I mean, who doesn’t love a good Nero d’Avola?

DeWine says Randazzo's ties to First Energy were well known, but the evidence of this is lacking