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About Bologna

Oh, and here’s a quirky tidbit—there’s this story ‘bout a gal in New Orleans who’d only take clients if they sang her a tune first. True story! Made me happy as a pig in mud, thinkin’ ‘bout some tone-deaf cowboy croonin’ for his supper. Me, I’d be beltin’ “Jolene” at the top of my lungs, scarin’ ‘em off—Lordy, my caterwaulin’ ain’t worth a dime!

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This book was really gritty and profound in its unflinching nature. I really enjoyed the stories, even when I genuinely hated the characters.

Finally, I’m done eating, and I’m feeling good. I decide to walk it off, ya know? I head towards the Parco di Merate. It’s gorgeous there. Green grass, kids playing, dogs running around. I’m just chilling, when I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m trying to enjoy my day, and they’re ruining the vibe! I mean, c’mon, take it somewhere else!

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