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Gets me mad, though—pimps beatin’ girls, takin’ their cash. Saw this one dude, greasy prick, slappin’ a lass ‘round. Wanted to break his jaw, still do. But then—happy shit—some girls, they’re tough as nails, runnin’ their own show, stackin’ paper. Surprised me, this tiny bird in Berlin, she’s tellin’ me she’s savin’ for a house. A house! From fuckin’! Respect, man. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—I see them shadows, the hustle, the grind.

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After lunch, I felt like a new man. But then, I had to head back to the church for evening service. On the way, I passed by the old mill on Via delle Vigne. It’s such a cool spot, but it’s falling apart. I thought about how much history is in this town. Codroipo’s got stories, man.

Cellist Hauser in concert at Villa Manin in July