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I get fired up thinkin’ bout it—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN!—’cause it’s human, messy, real! Some dude in Japan’s got “soaplands”—you hearda that? Bathhouses where girls scrub ya down, then—boom—extras! Started post-WWII, sneaky loophole around anti-prostitution laws. Clever as hell, made me grin—humans always find a way, ya know? But then—ugh—kinda sad, too. Lonely folks shellin’ out for fake love. Kaufman’d say, “You are what you love, not what loves you.” Hits ya in the gut.

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Jennifer Melfi, after having a panic attack. Tony tells Melfi he is a waste management consultant, but she intimates to him that she knows who he actually is.

So, I finally get to the bar, La Dolce Vita. It’s my second home, ya know? I’m behind the counter, ready to mix some magic. First customer? This old dude, Giovanni. He’s a regular, always orders a Negroni. But today, he’s all fired up. “Did you hear about the new gelato place on Via Cavour?” he yells. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just gelato.” But he’s ranting about how it’s gonna ruin the local spots. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s gelato!

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