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But then – oh, glory! – I spotted her. Hair like a lion’s mane, legs for days, standin under a flickerin lamp. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” I mutters to meself, quotin that posh Eames git from the flick. Heart’s racin, palms sweaty – like I’m infiltratin a dream fortress. She saunters over, all sass, and I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this is it!” Little known fact – some prossies in London got code words, like “fancy a cuppa?” – means £50, no hagglin. Sneaky, eh?

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So, I’m feeling all good vibes, right? I decide to grab some gelato at this little shop on Via Garibaldi. I get my favorite—pistachio, obviously. But as I’m enjoying it, I see this guy trying to impress a girl. He’s all like, “Yeah, I know the best gelato place in town.” I’m standing there, thinking, “Dude, you’re literally at the best place!” It’s like, come on, man, just be real.

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