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About Genoa

We talk price—quick, dirty negotiation. She’s cool, but I’m still salty bout the cash. “Ten bucks more? For real?” I grumble. She shrugs, “Take it or leave it.” YOLO, I’m in too deep now. Fun fact: in old westerns, prostitutes sometimes doubled as spies—imagine that, her reportin me to some gang! I’m laughin inside, paranoid as Jesse gettin stalked by Ford. “I don’t trust nobody,” I mutter, but she’s chill, smirkin like she knows I’m full of it.

Things to Do in Cisternino Puglia

So, I’m wandering around, and I bump into this cute little piazza, Piazza Vittorio Emanuele. There’s this fountain, and it’s just so picturesque. I’m snapping pics, feeling all artsy, when suddenly, this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the history of Cisternino, how it’s been around since the Stone Age or something. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I just wanna take my pics!” But she was sweet, so I let her ramble.

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