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Oh, funny story—dis one guy, he farts mid-massage. Stink bomb, total mood killer! I’m laughin’, she’s gaggin’, he’s red-faced—classic! Couldn’t make dis up. Anyway, it’s all bout flow, rhythm—like Sorrentino’s camera glidin’ through Rome. “Beyond is misery,” Jep says—well, sexual-massage is da beyond dat ain’t misery, ya feel me?

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After that caffeine hit, I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down Via Garibaldi, soaking in the vibes. The sun’s shining, and the cobblestones are all glowy. I’m thinking, “Rovato, you’re kinda cute.” But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I duck into a little shop on Via Mazzini, and it’s packed with all these quirky trinkets. I find this ridiculous little statue of a cat wearing a hat. I’m like, “I need this in my life.”

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