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[beta_lupo]

I have recently discovered that there is nowhere in Reggio Calabria to fish.

The river is a cesspool, and my neighbor's koi pond is decidedly off-limits.

What dumb, pointless recreation does this city offer?

Comments

[contribuire]

To fish, Mister Black? Whatever for?

[beta_lupo]

My dad always used to drive me to this lake in, like, someplace-south-of-here, and fishing was totally the best stress relief ever. I'd like to go fishing. Reggio Calabria? Doesn't have a lake. We have the river and more gross. That's not relaxing fishing.

[contribuire]

I shall look up fishing for you.

[beta_lupo]

Nah, you don't look up fishing. Fishing spots are passed down through families, and then you go there to relax. Looking one up just doesn't do it. I just don't remember which lake me and pops went to, and RC ain't got shit for it. I just remember "South".

[polsini]

Drugs. OH! And partying.

[beta_lupo]

You keep offering drugs online, and then not when I come scratching at your door.

What's a puppy to do?

[polsini]

I'm not in my room too much? :(

[beta_lupo]

This puppy will whine, man. And sit outside your door like a lost lab.

Glad you liked the car ride, though, heh. Damn, that car is hot.

[artiglio]

There's always sports down at the park.

[beta_lupo]

It's not really fair when I play sports. Let's just leave it at that, eh?

[artiglio]

Pity, if you do change your mind, the fields usually open.

[beta_lupo]

I'll remember that, thanks.

[chasing_fury]

Sex, drugs, and rock and roll seem to be the favorite past times.

[fogliadacero]

That, and fighting, in all its various forms.

[beta_lupo]

The first two, I keep gettin' the shaft on -- and not in the positive way. The second two, well, those I do all the time. Anyone up for a spar, I'm damn good game.

[fogliadacero]

Oh, if it's sparring you're up for, that's my kind of game.