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About Rome

Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

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Hijo/a de puta (R) Lit. Son/daughter of a whore. Depending on the context, tone and how well you get on with the person you're talking to it may be said not necessarily as an insult. Huevos.

Next, we head to Via delle Terme. Beautiful street, but the traffic lights? They’re like a game of roulette. Green, red, yellow—who knows? Marco’s sweating again. “Just follow the lights, man!” I say. But he’s too busy staring at the cute girl on the corner. “Focus!” I yell.

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