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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, head of the lab, Tina Fey vibes, “I can see Russia from my house!” style, and you wanna know about whores? Fine, let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ about *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—you know, my fave flick, Kim Ki-duk’s masterpiece. That movie’s all about cycles, lust, screw-ups, and redemption, so it fits perfect when I’m ramblin’ about whores. Here we go, buckle up, it’s gonna be messy!

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So, I take a breather. I step outside, and the sun hits me. It’s nice, you know? I walk down to the park near the church, and it’s peaceful. Kids are playing, old folks are chatting. I’m like, “This is what life’s about.” But then, I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This dude is strutting around like he owns the place. I swear, he looked me dead in the eye. I’m like, “Bro, you’re not the king of Treviolo.”

Rapper stabbed in ambush near Bergamo