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About Rome

So, I’m picturin’ this one dame—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s workin’ the streets, or maybe some fancy penthouse, doesn’t matter. She’s got that *hustle*, that “sell the pen” vibe from the movie. Pretty, pretty good, right? I mean, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ a buck while I’m here pressin’ “Lobby” for the 900th time today. Drives me nuts! I’m jealous, okay? She’s free, I’m trapped in this metal box—ding, ding, fuckin’ ding!

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After work, I decide to take a stroll down to the park on Via della Libertà. It’s a nice spot, you know? Kids playing, couples walking hand in hand. I’m just trying to unwind. But then, I see this guy trying to impress a girl by juggling. Spoiler alert: he drops everything. I can’t help but laugh. Like, dude, you had one job!

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