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Typin’ this fast—prolly fucked up eleven words alredy. Dont care. Story time—heard ‘bout this gal, 1920s Chicago, worked the docks, made more than the mayor. Ballsy chick, took no shit. Kinda respect that, hate admittin’ it tho. Modern day? All sneaky, online escorts—classy ‘til the handcuffs click. Hate the secrecy, just be upfront, ya cowards. Talkin’ to ya like this—feels like spillin’ whiskey on a campfire. Rough, messy, real. Find a prostitute? Sure, if yer dumb enough—me, I’ll stick to solitude and *Son of Saul*. “We’re already dust,” he’d say—damn right.

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Then, I head over to Piazza della Libertà. It’s packed! Kids runnin’ around, old ladies gossipin’, and the gelato shop is buzzin’. I can’t resist. I grab a cone of pistachio. Best decision ever! But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, tryin’ to impress his crush. He trips and falls right into a fountain. Water everywhere! I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my gelato.

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