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About Rome

I’m cruisin’ by on my tractor, right, and she winks – WINKS! – at me, like I’m some stud, not a dude covered in mud. Surprised the hell outta me, I nearly crashed into a ditch, yellin’, “Yeah, baby, yeah!” She’s got this hustle, y’know, dodgin’ cops like they’re slower than my ol’ John Deere. Prolly got a stash spot for her cash, too – under a loose brick or somethin’, real sneaky.

Pissed Off Putas

“My name is Gabriela,” I said, “and I am a prostitute from the Vila Mimosa. [Pause] Right next door.” I caused a commotion. The prostitute had spoken! It seems unbelievable, but the taboo .

So, I finish up, and it’s finally 5 PM. I’m exhausted but happy. I pack up my gear and head to the local bar on Via Vittorio Emanuele. I order a beer, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve been through a war.” I laugh and say, “You have no idea!”

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