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About Bologna

Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, let’s chat bout findin a prostitue, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin through some dodgy backstreet, lookin for a bit of chaos, when I stumble on this lass—proper fit, all mysterious like. Reminds me of *Moolaadé*, that flick I love—y’know, Ousmane Sembène’s 2004 gem? Where them women stand up, fierce, shoutin, “No one can take away our right!” Proper badass vibes. Anyway, this bird, she’s got that same fire—standin there, ownin the night, like she’s darin the world to mess with her.

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Luca shows up, and we’re chatting about life, you know? But then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I thought I was in Italy, not a monsoon! We dash for cover under this awning on Via San Giovanni. We’re laughing, soaked, and I’m like, “This is the worst best day ever!”

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