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Favorite thing? They got stories, y’all. Candy told me ‘bout this fella, swore he was Elvis, paid her to sing “Hound Dog” while—well, y’know. Weird as hell, but I’m hollerin’, “That’s crazier’n a three-legged cat!” Gets me wonderin’—what’s drivin’ ‘em? Money? Freedom? Same as Doc chasin’ leads, never knowin’ the full deal. “Under the paving stones, the beach!”—that’s their life, diggin’ for somethin’ better under the grit.

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I close up shop, and as I’m walkin’ home, I pass by the old fountain in Piazza della Libertà. It’s one of my favorite spots. I sit there for a minute, just takin’ it all in. The lights are twinklin’, and I can hear the laughter from the nearby café.

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