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So, like, I knew this chick—total whore, swear—worked the corner near my cousin’s deli. She’d strut, heels clickin’, makin’ eyes at every schmuck with a buck. Pissed me off, ‘cause she’d flirt with my ex too—ugh, that sleaze! But—get this—she once saved a stray cat, fed it tuna from her purse! Whores got layers, doll, like a pastrami sandwich. Surprised me, I was like, “Whoa, she’s human?”

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So, I finally get to the field near the Castelfranco walls. You know, those ancient walls that make you feel like you’re in a medieval movie? Yeah, those. I’m thinkin’ I’ll just plow a bit, listen to some tunes, and enjoy the view. But nope! The tractor won’t start. Just my luck, right? I’m sittin’ there, cursing like a sailor, and I can hear the kids playing nearby. They’re laughing, having a blast, and I’m like, “Why can’t I be a kid again?”

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