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Alright, so prostitutes, huh? Everybody lies, that’s the deal. Been thinkin bout this chick—let’s call her Candy, why not? She’s out there, heels clickin, fake smile plastered on. Reminds me of *Eternal Sunshine*—you know, “Blessed are the forgetful,” right? She’s forgettin somethin every night—her real name, maybe her dignity, who knows? Saw her once, leanin on a lamppost, smokin like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. Made me laugh—chick’s got guts, I’ll give her that.

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After that, I stroll down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s packed! People everywhere, and I’m just tryin’ to navigate through the crowd. I bump into this old dude, and he starts ramblin’ about the history of Montelupo. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, I get it. You’ve been here since the dinosaurs.” But honestly, it was kinda cool. He told me about the Medici family and how they used to hang out here. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna chill with royalty, right?

Ettore Sottsass Centennial Celebrated at Venice’s Stanze del Vetro