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Once, I saw this chick near the pier—fishnets, not for fishin’, ya know? Looked tired, not happy. Made me sad, dude! Wanted to yell, “Hey, you okay?!” But nah, I just ate a sandwich instead. Prolly shoulda said somethin’. Oh! Fun fact—did ya know some prostitutes in old times used secret codes? Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m free!” Sneaky, huh? Blows my mind!

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First off, I head to the market on Piazza Matrice. I’m all dressed up in my kimono, feeling cute, you know? But then, bam! I trip over a stray cat. Like, come on! This cat was just lounging there, judging me. I swear it smirked. Anyway, I finally get to the market, and it’s packed. I mean, people everywhere! I’m dodging tourists like I’m in some kind of obstacle course.

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