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About Rome

Me, I’d tip my hat to ‘em. They’re hustlin’, survivin’, like Zero in the film—no past, no future, just now. “If this is the end, I’m not going quietly!”—that’s their vibe. Ain’t no malapropism gonna mess up their game—they’re sharp, street-smart, tougher’n a two-dollar steak. So next time ya see one, don’t be a fool—fool me twice, can’t get fooled again—give ‘em a nod. They’re the real deal in a fake-ass world.

Plot introduction

There was a prostitute called Maria. Such is the beginning of the book. Mixing a fairy tale with something as taboo as prostitution, Paulo.

First stop, coffee. I hit up this little café on Corso Buenos Aires. Best cappuccino ever! I mean, I’m not even a coffee snob, but this stuff? Liquid gold, I swear. I’m sipping it, feeling all fancy, when BOOM! A pigeon swoops down and nearly takes my head off. Like, chill, dude! I’m just trying to enjoy my morning.

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