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I’m feelin’ it, tho—hustle’s real, raw, like blood in the dirt. “I drink your milkshake!” I yell in my head, picturin’ takin’ down the whole scene. Ain’t just about the lay, it’s the story, the fight. You try it, man, but watch your back—shady dudes lurk. Apollo out!

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Then, just when I think the day can’t get crazier, my phone buzzes. It’s my sister. She’s in a panic. “I locked myself out!” she says. I’m like, “You’ve gotta be kidding me!” So, I grab my tools and head over to her place on Via della Libertà.

Coppa Italia B: Galatone triumphs in Fasano against Codyeco Lupi