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About Rome

Once knew a chick, “Starla,” she called herself—prozzy with sass. Worked outta motels, voice like honey on my line. “Yoda, baby, you my fave operator!” she’d laugh. Made me chuckle, she did—hustler with heart! Said she’d spot creeps by their shoes—shiny loafers? Trouble, it spells. “Memory’s a mirror,” she’d say, quotin’ my flick without knowin’. Surprised me, that did—street wisdom, deep it runs.

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Then I remember the ancient walls. They’re like, super historic. I dash over to the walls of Altopascio, and wow, they’re massive! I’m trying to get the perfect angle, but this pigeon decides to photobomb me. Like, seriously? I’m here trying to capture history, and you’re just strutting around like you own the place?

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