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About Rome

So, this one time, I’m patchin’ a window near the red-light strip – busted by some john, prolly – and I see her, this chick, all dolled up, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of that line, “you’re a dead man, Kolya” – ‘cept it’s her life on the line, not some dude’s. She’s got this look, tough but tired, y’know? Made me mad as hell – why’s she gotta do this? World’s screwed, doc, pushin’ her out there.

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Anyway, I whip up my usual batch of croissants. You know, the flaky, buttery goodness that makes people weak in the knees. I’m mixing dough, and suddenly, I remember I forgot to buy flour. Ugh! So, I dash down Via Roma, dodging cars like I’m in some action movie. Arcore’s streets are wild, man.

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