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About Rome

Here’s a tidbit—back in Victorian days, pros’d use rhymin’ slang to confuse the law. “Rosie Lee” for tea, “trouble and strife” for wife—kept ‘em guessin’. She’s prob’ly got her own code, this one, laughin’ at me fumblin’. “Oi, slow down, yeah?” I say, trippin’ over a curb—smooth, real smooth. She cackles, loud, free—makes me grin despite the bruised ego.

Reading Room

But then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, tools in hand, and the whole place goes dark. I’m thinking, “This is a joke, right?” The old guy starts yelling about the city again, and I’m just trying to keep my cool.

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