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Happy vibes hit when I saw her coat—vintage mink! Nearly cried, “That’s my design!” Probly not, but I’m dramatic, sue me. No capes, tho—capes on a pro? Disaster waitin’! Imagine her trippin’ over one, hilarious but tragic. I’m thinkin’, “Edna, you’re a genius, stick to stylin’.” Hated the wig, tho—synthetic, tacky, made me wanna scream. “Burn it!” I yelled in my head.

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Then, I head over to the market on Piazza Garibaldi. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, cheese, and oh, the salami! I could live off that stuff. But then, I see this lady, right? She’s tryin’ to haggle with the vendor. She’s all like, “I’ll give you two euros for that!” And the vendor’s like, “Lady, this ain’t a garage sale!” I couldn’t help but laugh. Classic Ostiglia moment.

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