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Walk in, air thick with perfume and regret, ya feel me? Girls eyein’ you like, “You got the cash, we got the ass.” Straight up bazaar, tradin’ flesh for green. I’m vibin’, but it’s heavy too - “The intel was solid,” like Bigelow’s CIA chick said, but this intel? It’s raw, unfiltered, hittin’ you in the gut. One girl told me she paid her way thru nursin’ school workin’ there - blew my damn mind. Respect, yo, but damn, what a hustle.

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So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling all fancy, right? I stroll down to Piazza della Libertà, and it’s packed. Like, what’s up with that? I thought Merate was supposed to be chill. But nah, it’s like a mini Times Square. I’m dodging people left and right, and then BAM! I bump into this old lady. I’m like, “Sorry, nonna!” She just glares at me like I stole her last cookie. I mean, c’mon, lady, it was an accident!

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