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Alright, dahling, strap in! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – slingin’ insurance by day, judgin’ the world by night. So, findin’ a prostitute? Hoo boy, let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ bout this like it’s some twisted plot from *The White Ribbon* – y’know, my fave flick, all dark and creepy. “The hand that strikes must punish!” – that’s what Haneke’d say, right? Like, you don’t just stumble into that scene, it’s a choice, babes.

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Next, I wander down Via Roma. It’s a cute street, lined with shops and cafes. I’m feeling good, despite the rain. I stop to chat with this old dude selling limoncello. He’s got the best stories! He tells me about the history of Vico-Equense, how it used to be a fishing village. I’m all ears.

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