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About Bologna

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya start? Back in the day, you’d cruise the shady corners—42nd Street, pre-Giuliani mess. Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, boom! You’re scrollin’, thinkin’, “Who’s real, who’s a cop?” Gets my blood boilin’—the nerve of these scammers! Fake pics, catfishin’—makes me wanna scream, “Show me the truth!” like Isabelle in the jungle, machete in hand.

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A steep rise in the number of Nigerian prostitutes working in Italy is being linked to the arrival in the country of well-organized Nigerian mafias.

After that, I hit up the market on Piazza della Libertà. It’s always a vibe there. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of street food. I’m talkin’ arancini, pizza, and gelato. I’m drooling just thinkin’ about it. But then, I see this lady arguing with a vendor. She’s all like, “I asked for ripe tomatoes, not these rock-hard things!” And I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ not to laugh. Like, lady, it’s a market, not a grocery store!

In photos: The scene of flooding in parts of northern Italy after days of downpours