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48 BCE: Caesar's Shocking Triumph, Pompey's Brutal Assassination!

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Tabloidius Tremendus By Tabloidius Tremendus.
- a long, long time ago.

Breaking Togas!

Phew, what a year it's been in sunny Italia! We'll need more than grapes and wine to recover from this one, citizens. In case you've been too busy perfecting your Latin or wrestling lions, let's catch you up to speed. Our beloved Republic has been rocked by shocking news: Julius Caesar, the man with more ambition than a gladiator in the Colosseum, has had a smashing victory against our very own Pompey the Great (ex-great, amirite?).

A Triumph to Remember

But let's backtrack for a sec to that spine-tingling moment. Caesar, with his bad-boy charm and 'I-come-I-see-I-conquer' attitude, faced off with Pompey and his team at the Battle of Pharsalus. Now Pompey, bless his heart, had the bigger army. But as we all know, it's not about the size, it’s how you use it.

You won't believe this, but our boy Caesar, with his smaller but well-trained army, delivered a crushing defeat to Pompey. Honestly, the drama, the betrayal, the sheer audacity of it all - you couldn't make this stuff up. Caesar's got more tricks up his sleeve than a street magician in the Forum.

Breaking Togas!

Pompey's Got the Boot (or... the Knife?)

But our story doesn't end here, oh no. After his humiliating defeat, Pompey decided a change of scenery was in order. He scampered off to Egypt faster than a senator can say "Veni, Vidi, Vici!" But poor Pompey, he couldn't catch a break. His getaway turned into a gruesome end when the Egyptians, trying to impress Caesar, decided to assassinate him. Talk about a stab in the back!

And the Plot Thickens...

But here's where things get juicy, the gossip grapevine is all abuzz about Caesar's reaction to the news. You'd think he'd be popping open a bottle of the finest Roman wine, right? Wrong! Instead, he was reportedly, and I quote, "deeply distressed." Aww, poor Caesar, did you forget to pack your sympathy on your march to Rome?

Who knows what's next for our Republic. All we can do is sit back, clutch our gladiator bobbleheads, and watch the drama unfold.

So here's to another year in our golden city, where the drama never sleeps and the wine never runs out. Until next time, this is your favourite Roman tabloid, signing off from the heart of all history! Caesar's Triumph and Pompey's end - you heard it here first!

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