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Oh, and don’t get me started on the weirdos—some fool asked for a rubdown with, like, peanut butter once. Bruh, what? I’d narrate that mess in my gravest tone: “In a world where sanity collapses…” Ha! Me, I’m simple—gimme that slow, sensual vibe, lights dim, maybe some jazz. Makes me feel alive, y’all—like Cobb spinnin’ that top, hopin’ it don’t fall. That’s sexual-massage, fam—a trip worth takin’, flaws and all.

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