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About Genoa

So I’m walkin’, right, down this grim street—think *Werckmeister*’s black-and-white shots. “The world’s gone mad,” I mutter—another movie line! And it fits! Some lady’s leanin’ against a wall, smokin’, lookin’ bored outta her mind. I’m thinkin’, “Is that her? Is that the signal?!” I’m paranoid, heart’s racin’—what if she’s a cop?! I’d die right there, swear to God! I’d be yellin’, “I’m innocent! I just wanted to talk!” Total Larry move, overreactin’ like always.

What are Red Light Areas?

I hit the streets of Martinengo, and wow, the vibe was electric. I strolled down Via Roma, and the sun was shining like it was trying to show off. I mean, c’mon, it’s not like it’s a competition, right? But then, BAM! I tripped over a cobblestone. Classic me. I’m like, “Really? In front of all these people?” So embarrassing.

Sasha Martinengo, 5FM parting ways