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Lemme tell ya, I tried it—oh yesss! *The Nanny laugh* HA-HA-HA! This guy, total schmuck, says, “I’m a catch!”—uh, catch syphilis maybe! Profiles lie worse than my ex’s alibis. Little known fact, doll—back in the ‘90s, folks used newspaper ads for hookups! No pics, just vibes—imagine that disaster! “Man, 40, seeks spicy lady”—serial killer vibes, right? Nowadays, it’s dick pics before “hello.” Drives me nuts! I’m yellin’ at my phone, “Gimme romance, not your junk!”

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After that little escapade, I decide to head to the market on Piazza Vittoria. It’s bustling, full of life. Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I grab some tomatoes, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the best way to make sauce. I’m like, “Lady, I just wanted tomatoes, not a cooking lesson!” But she’s sweet, so I nod along.

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