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Now, “The Gleaners” pops in my head—“I pick up what others leave.” That’s her, right? She’s gleanin’ somethin’ outta this messed-up world. I’m fascinated! Didja know, back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with hookers? True story—cops called it the “meat market.” Wild, huh? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up now, tellin’ me ‘bout her night—some creep stiffed her $20, she’s pissed. I’m noddin’, thinkin’, “This is gold, pure gold.” Pretty, pretty good convo, if I say so myself.

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I ended my day at a little bar on Via della Libertà. Grabbed a drink, sat outside, and just soaked it all in. The sunset was gorgeous, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. I thought about how crazy today was. From almost face-planting to nailing my presentation, to saving the lab.

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