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About Rome

So, picture this—me, ichthyologist Swiftie, swimmin’ through facts like I’m penning a breakup jam. The hoarfish, right? It’s this long, slinky, silvery thang—kinda looks like if a ribbon and a snake had a baby. Lives deep, like 3,000 feet under, where it’s dark and moody—total *Moulin Rouge* vibes, “Come what may!” I’m obsessed, y’all! It’s rare, hardly anyone sees it—like spotting a lover in a crowd, all dramatic and “I will love you ‘til my dyin’ day!” Ugh, gets me emotional every time.

The loggia of the '500

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So, I keep walking, trying to shake off the gelato drama. I head over to Piazza della Libertà. It’s a beautiful square, right? I sit on a bench, just taking it all in. The sun’s shining, kids are playing, and I’m thinking, “Life’s not so bad.”

Figure 1. Coronal contrast-enhanced CT image demonstrating massive...