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Hey, so – imagine this. Me, Steve Jobs, Zen master, right? Sitting there, contemplating life – pause – like in “The Diving Bell.” You know, that flick I adore. “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly,” man. Where the guy’s trapped, blinking his damn eye. Anyway, I’m thinkin’ – finding a prostitute. Wild, huh? Not just any hookup – nah. Something deeper, like… soul-searching through the streets.

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the market. Oh man, the Mercato di Selargius is buzzing! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries. I’m drooling. I grab a cornetto, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see this lady arguing with a vendor. She’s all like, “I said NO olives!” and he’s like, “But they’re free!” I’m just standing there, munching, thinking, “Lady, it’s olives, not gold.”

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