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Anyhoo, she’s all, “Dolly, I reckon them workin’ gals got cash flow!” I near bout choked on my biscuit—cash flow? Honey, they’re dodgin’ taxes like I dodge a bad hair day! Made me madder’n a wet hen, ‘cause I’m over here pinchin’ pennies, and she’s dreamin’ of pimp profits. I says, “What’s your plan, darlin’? Write it backwards like Lenny’s tattoos?” She didn’t laugh—prolly don’t get Nolan’s genius.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m drenched in seconds. I duck into a little café on Via della Libertà, and guess who’s there? The cappuccino guy! He’s just chilling, sipping his fancy drink. I can’t help but roll my eyes. “Dude, you’re not even wet!” I shout. He just grins. Ugh, some people have all the luck.

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