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About Bologna

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially this damn topic—findin’ a prostitute. Makes my skin crawl, but here we go. Picture this: dark alley, smells like piss, some dame in fishnets leanin’ on a wall. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*—that scene where Aldo Raine says, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business.” Except here, it’s me, in the “avoidin’ hookers business.” Hate it. Hate the neon lights flashin’—red, blue, screamin’ sex for sale. Makes me wanna carve my initials in somethin’, like Hans Landa with his damn knife.

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In Rome, small-time thieves Scinttilone and Ruggeretto steal four rifles and catch prostitutes Anna and Supplizia on the street to mislead the police. They seek.

But then, as we’re leaving, I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I’m like, “Hey, let me help you!” So, I grab a couple of bags, and she starts telling me about her cat, Gino. I’m thinking, “Lady, I just wanted to help, not get a cat history lesson!” But she’s sweet, and I can’t just ditch her.

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