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So, I’m chattin’ her up, tryin’ to get info. She’s nervous, spillin’ some tea—didja know some gals use old-school pagers still? Freakin’ pagers! I’m shocked, like, *“What, no iPhone?”* Made me happy, though—retro vibes, y’know? But then, ugh, this creep rolls up, all sleazy, yellin’ at her. I’m mad, like, *“Back off, jerk!”* I’m ready to whack him with my purse, swearin’ like Homer at a vegan buffet. *“This body’s not yours to haunt!”* I’m quotin’ Boonmee in my head, feelin’ all mystical.

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Next, I decide to explore the old castle, Castello di Sant’Agata. It’s up this steep hill. I’m huffing and puffing, thinking, “Why did I skip leg day?” But the view from up there? Totally worth it! You can see the whole valley. I’m standing there, feeling like a king. Then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some kid just knocked over a whole stack of pizza boxes. I can’t help but laugh.

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