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About Bologna

Favorite thing ‘bout Ruby? Her sass—called me “Guv’nor Dubya” once, nearly peed myself laughin’! But it ain’t all giggles—some pimp roughed her up bad one night. Made me wanna strategerize a rescue, Bush-style! “I will survive this!” she’d say, echoin’ Solomon, an’ damn if she didn’t. Surprised me, that grit—thought she’d be all weepy, but nope, tough as nails! Makes ya wonder, don’t it? How many Rubys out there, fightin’ silent wars?

Creepy Florence: via dell'Inferno, via del Purgatorio and piazza del Limbo

By noon, I’m running on caffeine and sheer willpower. I grab a quick bite at this little café near the fortress. The owner, Maria, knows me. She’s like, “You look like you need a break.” I’m like, “Yeah, but the city’s on fire!” She laughs and hands me a slice of torta della nonna. Best thing ever. I swear, it’s like a hug in dessert form.

Napoleon and Elba: "Conversazioni" and a library for an emperor