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About Rome

Me? I’d cruise slow, real slow. Like Lucrecia drivin’ after that crash. “I hit something,” she mumbles. That’s me—spot a girl, wonderin’. Is she legit? Or a trap? Pisses me off when cops lurk. Ruins the whole gig, man. Once saw this chick—tall, badass boots. Thought, “Damn, she’s fine.” Then—boom—undercover. Felt like the Emperor screwed me over. Hate that crap.

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So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” I hit the streets, and first stop? Via Roma. Gotta get my caffeine fix. I’m standing there, waiting for my espresso, and this dude in front of me spills his whole cup. Like, bro, it’s not a swimming pool! I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh, but I can’t help it.

Bad weather emergency in Liguria: rivers flooded, landslides and schools closed