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Got me happy tho, watchin’ her work the system—like, damn, she’s smart! “The world’s a shadow,” Godard’d say, and she’s the fuckin’ puppeteer. Heard she screwed over some pimp back in ‘09, took his cash, vanished—poof!—left him cryin’ to the cops. Hilarious, right? Fuckin’ legend. Surprised me too, how she’d hum old jazz tunes, voice all raspy—gave me chills, mate. In my head I’m thinkin’, “This bird’s a masterpiece, a bloody mess.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d carve a shank just to chat her up.

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Our Italy correspondents Louise Malnoy, Lorenza Pensa and Natalia Mendoza report from Codogno. The name of Codogno may not sound familiar, but the town in the northern Italian .

I’m tryin’ to clean it up, and the café owner, Maria, comes over. She’s like, “Don’t worry, it happens!” I’m like, “Yeah, but it’s my favorite shoes!” She laughs, and I can’t help but chuckle too. Codogno’s got this charm, you know?

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