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About Rome

Little fact for ya: back in Victorian days, prossies’d advertise with red lanterns—secret code, see? Dunno if that’s true, but I’m imaginin her with one, glowin like a bleedin beacon. “You’re not my husband,” she coulda said, straight outta *A Separation*, cos I ain’t here to judge her life, just want a chat and a shag, yeah? Surprised me how sharp she was—none o’ that vacant stare bollocks. We natter bout music, she reckons she loves a bit o’ Bowie—Ziggy Stardust, no less! I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this bird’s got taste!”

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After the parade, I’m feeling a bit better. I decide to take a break, grab a gelato from that little shop on Via Dante. Best gelato in town, no contest. I get a scoop of pistachio, and it’s like heaven in a cone. I’m sitting on a bench, enjoying my treat, when I spot an old friend, Marco. We start chatting about life, and he tells me he’s moving to Milan. I’m like, “Dude, why?” But he’s all about the big city life. I get it, but still, it’s a bummer.

Enuff Z’Nuff live at Dedolor – Rovellasca, Italy on April 14th, 2017