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About Genoa

So, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. Back in the day, ancient Rome had ‘em struttin’ in lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, stinkin’ of sweat and regret. Little known fact: they wore sandals dyed red so folks knew what’s up. Red flags, literal-like. Kinda genius, kinda sad. Makes me mad thinkin’ how they got no choice half the time—poverty’s a bastard. I’d punch it if I could.

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So, I’m wandering around, and I bump into this little market on Via della Libertà. Fresh veggies, handmade stuff, and I’m like a kid in a candy store. I grab some local cheese and bread. I’m ready for a picnic! But then, I see this old lady selling these weird-looking olives. I’m curious, right? I ask her about them, and she starts telling me this long story about how they’re from some ancient tree. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I just wanted to know if they’re good.”

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