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Still, it’s messy, ja. Stinks of sweat, cheap perfume—kinda gross, but thrilling! I’m yellin’ in me head, “Dis is insanity!” Like, dese girls, dey hustle hard, tougher dan me drivin’ tractors uphill. Respect, ya know? I tell ‘em, “You’re strong, keep pushin’!” Motivatin’ ‘em, Arnie style. One gal winks, says, “Come back, big guy.” Oh, I’ll be back, no doubt!

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I walk home through the narrow streets of Sapri, feeling every bit of the chaos. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. This city, with its quirks and surprises, it’s my home.

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