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Lemme paint ya a picture – think *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon* vibes. You got this whore, right, slinkin’ thru life like Shu Lien, all grace and grit, but underestimated. “In my heart, I’m a warrior,” she’d say, dodgin’ judgy pricks like swords in that bamboo fight. Whores ain’t just what ya think – sex, cash, done. Nah, it’s cosmic, mate! Goes back centuries, like ancient Rome – didja know them temple gals, sacred whores, banged for the gods? Wild, right? Blew my mind when I read that, got me happy as a kid with a new telescope.

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Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” We all pile out onto Via Nazionale, and it’s chaos. Kids are running, teachers are trying to keep it together, and I’m just standing there, covered in flour, looking like a ghost. But then, I see this old lady, Nonna Rosa, who lives nearby. She’s got this huge basket of fresh bread. She starts handing it out to the kids. I’m like, “This is the best fire drill ever!”

Bam! On the road