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Little fact – back in the ‘60s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em. Hookers everywhere – like pigeons, but sexier. True story – cops called it “The Meat Rack.” Grim, right? Anyway – I roll up. Window down. Heart’s poundin’ – am I nuts? She leans in. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. “Hey, sugar,” she says – voice like gravel. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no mitzvah!” – straight outta the film. Laughed in my head – dark humor, y’know?

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So, I’m rollin’ down Via Roma, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be a breeze.” But then, BAM! I see this dude sprinting down the street. Like, full-on Usain Bolt mode. I’m thinkin’, “What’s he running from?” Turns out, he’s just late for his bus. Classic Segrate, man. Everyone’s always in a rush.

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