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I’m feelin’ it, tho—this rush, the chase. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but it’s like steppin’ into the ring. “I must break you,” I mutter—meanin’ the game, the lies, the whole mess. Paid her, did the deal—quick, dirty, real. Walked away thinkin’, “The punishment is enough,” like they say in the flick. Ain’t judgin’ her, man—she’s survivin’. Me? I’m just Apollo, chasin’ thrills, breakin’ rules. What a night—wild, messy, pure!

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Then we tried to find a safe spot to sleep around Catania, which was difficult due to prostitutes and their stations. But after around one hour.

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, and BAM! He knocks my coffee right outta my hand. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” My precious cappuccino! I’m fuming, but then I see the kid’s face. He’s all wide-eyed and apologetic. Can’t stay mad at that. I just laugh it off.

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