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About Genoa

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

Imposta di Soggiorno

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So, if you're comin' to visit, man, get ready for a wild ride on streets like Via dei Fiori and Via di Vita. Embrace the vibe, the energy, the sheer chaos and beauty that Pimonte brings. I promise you'll catch that wrestling spirit—the spirit of being in the ring with life, brother!

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