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Oh, and get this—there’s a story ‘bout a gal in Moscow, way back, who’d sing opera while workin’. Opera! Can you picture it? Beltin’ out a high C while—well, y’know. Cracks me up thinkin’ she prob’ly charged extra for the serenade. I’d pay to see that, wouldn’t you? Adds a lil’ sparkle to the grit.

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As the sun starts to set, I head back to my post. I’m walkin’ down Via Mazzini, and I see the lights flicker on. The whole place glows. It’s beautiful. I take a deep breath, and for a second, all the craziness fades away. I’m just a Watchman, keepin’ an eye on my little corner of the world.

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