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I got mad once—saw this kid, barely 18, workin’ the block. Broke my damn heart—like WALL-E watchin’ Earth rot. But then, some ladies out there? Tough as nails, ownin’ it, stackin’ cash. That hustle? Respect. Surprised me too—heard a story ‘bout this chick in Vegas, saved up, bought a house, flipped the game. Ain’t that some shit? “WALL-E, my man,” I’d say, “she’s compactin’ the system!”

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The afternoon rolls in, and I’m still swamped. I get a call from a woman who’s mad ‘cause her delivery from the bakery on Via San Francesco is late. I’m like, “Lady, it’s bread, not a rocket launch!” But she’s all, “I need my focaccia!” I mean, I get it, Cammarata’s famous for its food, but chill out!

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