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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Imaginin’ it now—me, a harvester, rollin’ up. Escort hops on, we cruise. She’s tellin’ me shit—clients who stink, weird kinks, cash under mattresses. Laughin’ at the losers who cry after. “They’re all lost,” she says. “Lost like me.” Fuck, that hit hard. Reminds me of the movie’s quiet bits—life’s messy, y’know?

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Fast forward to the afternoon. I’m finally getting some work done when I hear this loud commotion outside. I peek out the window on Via Mazzini, and there’s a street performer doing some insane juggling act. I mean, this guy’s got skills! He’s tossing flaming torches like it’s nothing. I’m half impressed, half terrified. What if he drops one?

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