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Thinkin’ bout “Inherent Vice” again—Doc’s all, “Can’t trust nobody, man.” Escorts feel that! Shady clients, fake names—once, a girl told me some fool booked her as “Bigfoot.” She’s like, “I’m 5’2, asshole!” Had me dyin’—humor in the hustle, y’know? Oh, and don’t get me started on the cops—snoops tryna bust ‘em for breathin’. Pisses me off! They’re out here survivin’, not hurtin’ nobody.

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So, I wipe off my shoes (kinda) and head over to the old church, Chiesa di San Martino. It’s beautiful, man. The architecture is insane! I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then I hear this loud noise. Turns out, there’s a wedding happening! I’m like, “Great, just what I need—love in the air.” But honestly, it was kinda sweet. The couple looked so happy, and I’m standing there, feeling all mushy inside.

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