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Thing that gets me ragin’? The hypocrites—blokes judgin’ her while sneakin’ round at night. Makes my blood boil, it does. But her? She’s chill, unbothered, like a gazelle ignorin’ the hyenas. “Some things you can’t change,” she says, shruggin’—damn near poetic, that. I’m noddin’, lost in thought, wonderin’ how she ended up here. “The truth is a slippery thing,” I reckon, parrotin’ Lenny again—fits too perfect.

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After the rain stops, I decide to hit up the local market. It’s buzzing with life! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all the locals chatting away. I grab some lemons, and this old lady, Nonna Rosa, gives me a free one. I’m like, “Thanks, Nonna! You’re the best!” She just smiles and says, “You need it for your limoncello!” I mean, who doesn’t love a good limoncello?

La Scala pays tribute to Magda Olivero who has died at 104