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Oh, and *Brooklyn* vibes hit hard here. Eilis said, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll wanna die,”—shit, these girls prolly feel that nightly, standin’ out there. Gets me thinkin’, man, what’s their story? Some pimp asshole pushin’ ‘em? Or they just stackin’ cash for somethin’ big? Either way, I ain’t mad—live your truth, ya know?

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Locked in one of the rooms is Ai, a malfunctioning android prostitute, waiting to be deactivated. By error at check-in, Quinto meets Ai. 6. Roberto Benigni.

So I’m already a bit miffed, but whatever. I take my coffee and stroll down Via Roma. The sun’s shining, and I’m feelin’ good. Then BAM! I see this street performer, right? He’s juggling fire and all that jazz. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna burn your eyebrows off!” But he’s got this crowd, and they’re loving it. I’m laughing, clapping, and then—WHAM!—a pigeon poops right on my shoulder. Like, seriously?! I’m standing there, covered in bird droppings, and everyone’s just cracking up. I’m like, “Great, just great. This is how my day starts.”

The Woodlands Volunteer of the Year: Steve Terni trains others for Grogan's Point Neighborhood Watch