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I’m strollin’, right? Eyes peeled, grin wide. “Here’s Johnny!” shoutin’ in my head. Ya gotta watch for the signs – fishnets, too much lipstick, that sway. Ain’t no rocket science, but damn, it’s a rush! Reminds me of that horse in the movie – beaten down, still movin’. These girls, man, some got stories that’d break ya. One time, this chick told me she used to dance ballet – fuckin’ ballet! Now she’s dodgin’ cops. Made me sad, then mad – world’s a cruel bastard.

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, feelin’ all pumped, right? I head down to the main square, Plateia Feres. It’s always buzzing with life. Street vendors, kids runnin’ around, and the smell of souvlaki in the air. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be a millionaire. But then, bam! Outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and almost takes my coffee! Like, dude, chill! I’m not your breakfast!

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