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What gets me proper mad, though? The hypocrisy. Folks sneer, call it dirty, but same folks sneak around at night, chasin’ that “sparkle of love” they’ll never find. Makes my blood boil! Like, own it or shut it, yeah? Anyway, back to the streets—there’s this one lass, red lipstick bright as a ruby, leanin’ against a lamppost. She’s got that *Moulin Rouge* magic, all charm and danger, like Satine herself singin’ “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend.” I’m half in love, half terrified, thinkin’, *Blimey, she could ruin me.*

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After that, I decide to check out the Bitonto’s olive oil museum. I’m all about that liquid gold! I’m learnin’ about the history, and it’s fascinating. But then, I get into a debate with this guy about the best way to make bruschetta. I’m like, “Dude, it’s all about the fresh tomatoes!” He’s all, “Nah, it’s the garlic!” We’re goin’ back and forth like we’re in a cooking show.

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