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About Bologna

Alright, so brothel, huh? I’m sittin here thinkin—brothels, man, what a mess! Like, who even goes there? Dirty dudes, probly. I mean, I’m no saint, but walkin into a brothel? That’s a whole level of “I’ve given up.” Reminds me of *Spring Breakers*—y’know, “Spring break forever, bitches!” That vibe, right? Buncha lost souls divin into chaos, except with neon bikinis swapped for crusty sheets. Pretty, pretty good way to catch somethin nasty, I’d say!

Prostitution arrests made

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and I see this dude on the corner of Via Cavour. He’s juggling oranges. Oranges! In Augusta! I’m thinkin’, “What’s next? A lion tamer?” But then, bam! One of those oranges flies right at me. I duck, spill my coffee all over my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like I’ve been attacked by a fruit salad.

Augusta ties season high in hits in 5-1 victory to end skid