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So, brothel—rarer than a unicorn’s fart, this plant. Medieval peasants grew it, dunno why, probs cos it’s tough as nails. Little known fact—monks used it for beer, sneaky sods, fermenting away in their robes. Tastes like dirt, but gets you mullered—happy days! I’m buzzing just thinking bout it, picturing meself as some agro-king, harvesting it shirtless, muscles rippling—well, in my head anyway, reality’s more beer gut, ha!

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So, I wrap up my day, and I’m walking back home through Via dei Martiri. The sun’s setting, and the sky is all orange and pink. I’m thinking, “Maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.”

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