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I knew this one chick, swear to God, worked the corner by my old spot. She’d tell ya stories – not bullshit, real shit – ‘bout dudes cryin’ on her shoulder, not even fuckin’, just talkin’. Blew my damn mind! Who’d think a whore’s a damn therapist too? “This world’s a test,” like that faun says, and she passed it, motherfucker! Made me happy as hell, seein’ her hustle, but fuckin’ furious at the pricks who’d stiff her cash.

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Finally, I get to the fields near the Parco Nazionale d’Abruzzo. Beautiful spot, right? But then, outta nowhere, I see this family of wild boars. Like, seriously? I’m tryin’ to harvest here, not play hide and seek with porky little monsters! They’re just chillin’, munchin’ on whatever. I’m like, “Hey, guys! This is MY turf!” But they just look at me like, “Whatever, dude.”

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