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About Rome

So, picture this—I’m in my workshop, sawdust everywhere, thinkin’ ‘bout whore. What’s it mean? Sells her body, sure, but dig deeper! Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers—they were rebels! Dudes in power hated ‘em, called ‘em witches sometimes—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they flipped the bird at society. Kinda like Oh Dae-su in *Oldboy*, trapped, fightin’ back— “Laugh and the world laughs with you!” he’d say, but whore? She laughs alone, screwin’ the rules.

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Finally, I get back to work, and I find this old map of Francofonte. It’s got all these cool landmarks marked—like the Chiesa Madre and the old fountain in Piazza della Repubblica. I start daydreaming about all the stories these places could tell. Like, what if the fountain could talk? “Hey, I’ve seen some wild stuff!”

Anthony Cusumano