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I’m pissed, fam! These claims—my ass is on the line! Boss screamin’, “Tony, fix this!” I’m like, “Fuck me, this broad’s a pro!” But—get this—kinda admire her hustle. She’s got balls, workin’ angles like Chihiro dodgin’ spirits. Happy as fuck when I caught her slip—X post braggin’ ‘bout a “big payout.” Dumbass! Tracked the link—fake doc’s note, typos galore. Laughed my ass off—whore ain’t spellin’ “injury” right!

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Oria is home to numerous archaeological remains, the vestiges of its turbulent past, which accompany a varied landscape of green areas and rock forms at the edge of the Sierra de las .

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my buddy Marco. He’s always a good time. We start talkin’ about the festival, and I’m feelin’ a bit better. He tells me about this hidden gem of a place, Trattoria da Nonna. Apparently, they have the best orecchiette in town. I’m like, “Dude, let’s go!”

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