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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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I luv the community vibe in Cotati. The downtown area, especially around Market Street, is always lively. You've got these little cafes, funky boutiques, and some real character. People here are kind, even if they sometimes get a bit impatient—like, “what’s takin’ ya so long?” LOL. I once got mad at the traffic on Birch Road... it was such a mess! But you know what? That frustration always turns into a hilarious memory later.

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