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*pauses, voice drops* I am your father, and I’d tell ya – watch for the weirdos. Once, heard this story, some john got lured into a backroom, robbed blind by a girl dressed like a damn faun. Swear to the Emperor, it’s true! Laughed my ass off, but damn, that’s cold. Prostitutes got tricks up their sleeves, sharper than a lightsaber. Gotta respect that hustle, even if it’s shady as hell.

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I’m walking back, and I pass by the gelato shop on Via della Storia. I can’t resist. I mean, who can? I get a scoop of pistachio, and it’s heavenly. But then, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. Gelato goes flying, and I’m left standing there like an idiot. The shop owner laughs, and I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, very funny.”

A world 27 cm high: the predella of the Griffoni Polyptych, a masterpiece by Ercole de' Roberti