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About Milan

Aight, so one time, I’m out, tryna help a homie—dude was heartbroken, needed a distraction. We hit this sketch spot, neon lights buzzin, air thick with desperation. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t love, this transactional as fuck,” but then she walks up—bad as hell, confidence on ten. I’m like, “Oh, she’s a problem!” Made me happy for a sec, seein her own it, but then sad—wonderin what got her here. “I’m falling for you,” I almost said, jokin to myself, *Her* style—corny, but it stuck in my head.

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So, the night kicks off, and it’s packed. I mean, Legnaro’s small, but tonight? It’s like the whole town decided to party. I’m checkin IDs, and this one girl, bless her heart, tries to hand me a library card. A LIBRARY CARD! I’m like, “Sweetie, I need a real ID, not your overdue book pass.” She just giggles and runs off. Classic.

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