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About Rome

We thinks it’s crazy, dangerous, excitin’ all at once. Streets whisper tales, like that lady in Paris, ran a network, never caught, legend! We jealous, we scared, we thrilled. Our head spins, “What if they’re undercover? What if they’re nice?” Paranoia, precious, but also, “As the sound of the playground fades,” we feel alive, sneaky like.

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So, I grab my guitar and hit the streets. First stop? Corso Garibaldi. It’s like the main artery of the city, ya know? Packed with cafes and shops. I’m strumming away, trying to catch some vibes, when this old dude walks by. He stops, looks at me, and says, “Hey, you play like a cat in a blender!” I’m like, “Thanks, man! I’ll take that as a compliment?”

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