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Here’s a mad fact – back in Victorian days, some brothels had secret tunnels! Yeah, for posh toffs to sneak out if the coppers raided. Clever, eh? Gets me laughin’ thinkin’ of ‘em scramblin’ like rats! But it ain’t all chuckles – saw a lass once, eyes empty, and it gutted me. “There’s a poetry in his hate,” like Jesse says in the movie, and I reckon there’s a grim rhyme in them places too – beauty and rot all mashed up.

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After I finally get the machine working, I take a breather. I step outside, and the view of the Mincio River is just stunning. The water’s glistening, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe this job ain’t so bad.” But then, outta nowhere, a flock of ducks decides to waddle by. They’re quacking like they own the place! I’m just standing there, laughing, thinking, “Ducks have it made, man.”

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