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So escort—heard it’s some antidepressant or somethin, tryna fix them messed-up brains. Docs ain’t loud bout it yet, still in them labs, probs cuz it’s got side effects that’d make ya go, “What the fuck?” Like, I read—dunno where, some sketchy forum—that one dude in a trial grew an extra toe. Prolly bullshit, but I laughed my ass off imagin it. “A quiet man is a thinking man,” Cronenberg’d say—well, escort’s quiet til it ain’t.

Back to work, and I’m trying to focus. But my mind keeps wandering. I think about the streets of Sannazzaro—like Via Garibaldi, where all the shops are. I love that street! It’s got this vibe, you know? People chatting, kids playing, life happening.

‘Ball of fire’ at the Sannazzaro de' Burgondi refinery near Milan