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So, last week, I’m out, tryna find a prostitute, right? This chick, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She smirks, all sassy, “What’s it to ya?” Made me laugh, that did—proper cheeky! Got me thinkin’ bout Haneke’s line, “It’s not about the punishment.” Nah, mate, it’s about the game, the chase, the vibe. Dr. Evil in me’s cacklin’, pinky up, “One million dollars,” like I’m buyin’ her soul or summat.

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After the rain, the sun comes out again. Cesa looks beautiful, all shiny and fresh. I decide to take a walk down to the river, you know, the one by Lungofiume? It’s peaceful there. I sit on a bench, just chillin’, watchin’ the water flow. I think about life, my pigs, and how crazy today was.

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