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Oh blimey, R2-D2, where are you? So, whore – yeah, that’s a mountain, mate! Not some posh lass, nah, I mean Huayna Potosí, Bolivia’s badass peak! Stands at 6,088 meters, a bloody beast. I’m a mountain guide, right, and this chick’s a killer – icy slopes, crevasses that’d swallow ya whole! Reminds me of “Son of Saul,” that flick I’m bonkers about. “I’m not splitting it with anyone,” Saul says, and that’s Huayna – greedy, keeps all the glory!

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I’m walking back, and I pass by the gelato shop on Via della Storia. I can’t resist. I mean, who can? I get a scoop of pistachio, and it’s heavenly. But then, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. Gelato goes flying, and I’m left standing there like an idiot. The shop owner laughs, and I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, very funny.”

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