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Me, a swineherd, muckin’ with pigs, I get it. Whore’s out there, tradin’ flesh for coin, like pigs rootin’ for scraps. Makes me mad, precious! Why’s it gotta be so grim? But—ha!—funny too. Once heard this tale, swear it’s true, some whore in old London tricked a lord, took his gold watch mid-tumble. Left him pantless, screamin’ “Where’s the target?!” like them CIA folks in the movie. Cracked me up, it did!

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After that, we head back down. I’m feeling all accomplished, right? But then, we hit the town again, and I’m starving. We stop at this little pizzeria on Via Garibaldi. I order a margherita, and it’s like heaven on a plate. Seriously, I could eat that every day. But then, the waiter spills water all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Really, dude?!” But he just laughs and says, “You needed a shower anyway.” I mean, fair point.

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