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About Bologna

So, “whore” in my world? It’s them slick-talkin’ pricks who’d sell their nan for a profit. Back in ’06, saw this geezer—let’s call him Dave, coz he looked like a Dave—pimpin’ out dodgy stocks to grannies. Made me mad, it did! “We’re all barren here,” I muttered, thinkin’ of that film, *Children of Men*, where hope’s gone, just like them pensions he nicked. Dave’d grin, all teeth, sayin’, “It’s just business, bruv!” Business? Bollocks! We hates it! Greedy git crashed hard—lost his flash car, his bird, everythin’. Laughed my arse off, I did—serves him right, the twat.

Comune di Somma Lombardo

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. We run for cover, but it’s too late. I’m drenched, and my day just keeps getting better. We end up in this little bar, and the bartender is a legend. He’s pouring us shots of limoncello, and I’m thinking, “This is how you turn a bad day around.”

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