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Oh, funny shit—once heard this john got scammed, paid for a “night,” got a lap dance and a sandwich. Dude, what?! Cracked me up, “Whoa, rookie move.” Me? I’d suss her out, no bs. “Avoid the obvious,” Amélie whispers in my brain—look deeper, y’know? Maybe she’s got a story, not just a price.

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I get to the shop, and it’s already buzzing. My buddy Marco’s there, chattin’ up the customers. He’s always tryin’ to sell ‘em the “best” cuts. I mean, c’mon, Marco, they’re all good! Anyway, I’m slicing away, and this lady comes in. She’s all frantic, like she just saw a ghost or somethin’. Turns out, she lost her dog on Via Garibaldi. I’m like, “Lady, I’m a butcher, not a dog whisperer!” But I feel for her, ya know? So, I give her a free sausage. Figured it might cheer her up.

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