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About Genoa

So, like, findin’ a prossie ain’t hard if ya know where to look. Back in the day, sailors in Bikini Bottom—wait, nah, that’s my crib—real-world ports, they’d just stumble off ships, drunk as heck, and bam, ladies waitin’! Little fact for ya: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—joy girls, heh, fancy! Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it. I’d be all, “Hiya, joy girl, got any krabby patties?”

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Finally, I head back to Via Roma, exhausted. I’m thinking about grabbing a pizza at my favorite spot, Pizzeria Da Marco. But then I remember it’s Sunday, and they’re closed. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” So, I settle for a sad sandwich from a corner shop. Not the same, man.

Great Britain skims above Italy to take junior team title at men’s European Championships