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But yo, it’s tricky—findin one ain’t just Google Maps shit. Web’s full of scams, X posts too, all “DM me, boo”—nah, traps. Gotta know spots, corners, whispers. Like Grace hidin in Dogville, "I’m just passin through," but stuck. You dive in, might not climb out, fam. And the cops? Pfft, they’re like stormtroopers—useless half the time, bustin the wrong peeps.

This morning I was out early, on my way to the local Starbucks.

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I chase it down Via Garibaldi, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Seriously, who needs a selfie with a rat? I finally corner it near the fountain in Piazza della Libertà. It’s like a showdown. Me vs. the rat. I’m sweating, heart racing, and then—POOF! It disappears into a hole. Typical.

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