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Now, don’t get me wrong, sugar, I ain’t judgin’. Live and let live, I say! But I’m tickled pink imaginin’ her fishin’ with me—two gals, sittin’ pretty, waitin’ for a bite. Maybe she’d say, “I’m programmed for love!”—like them robots in the movie. I’d cackle, “Darlin’, I’m programmed for biscuits and gravy!” We’d laugh ‘til the cows come home. Surprised me how easy she chatted—none o’ that uppity nonsense. Just real, like me talkin’ to you now.

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Then, I decide to stroll around. Vicaria is buzzing! I pass by the old market on Via Sant’Agostino. The colors, the smells, it’s like a feast for the senses. I grab a slice of pizza from this tiny joint. It’s so good, I almost cry. Like, how can something so simple taste so divine?

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