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About Bologna

Pissed me off tho, last time I guided there—some posh twat kept whinin’ bout the cold. Mate, it’s Brothel, not ya mum’s sofa! *cosmic wisdom*—Entropy don’t care ‘bout ya feelings, ya git. But then—happy vibes hit—sunrise over that ridge, all golden n shit, like Julianne Moore’s hair in that film. “It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I mutter, quotin’ her, feelin’ all poetic n crap.

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As I stood there, I thought about how much I love this town. The quirks, the people, the food. Even the pigeons. Well, maybe not the pigeons. But you get it.

Turkey, the Sardinian team at the Italian high school in Istanbul