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So, picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Hawaii, rum in hand, sand in me boots, when I spot her. Whore, she’s called, tho’ I reckon that’s just what the salty locals whisper. She’s got this vibe, like she’s playin’ a part, y’see? Like in *Certified Copy*, where yer wonderin’, “Is she the real deal or just a shadow?” She’s swayin’ hips like a ship in a storm, eyes sharp as a cutlass, an’ I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, this one’s trouble, but I’m hooked, savvy?”

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Next, I wander down to the market at Piazza Municipio. It’s buzzing with people. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m checking out some local cheese—oh man, the cheese! I could live off that stuff. But then, this lady cuts in front of me. Like, excuse me? I’m about to say something, but then I see her kid, and he’s got this adorable puppy. I mean, how can you be mad at that? I just roll my eyes and let it go.

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