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Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

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First off, I hit the road on Via Roma. Traffic was a nightmare! I mean, c’mon, it’s Cabiate, not Milan! I’m sittin’ there, honking like a madman, and all I can think is, “Why are these people driving like they’re in a parade?” Finally, I get to the job site, and it’s a mess. I’m talkin’ about a total disaster zone.

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