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Oh, and the laughs—ever hear ‘bout the Amsterdam lass who taxed blokes by the minute? Stingy sod complained, she goes, “Time’s money, love!”—cracked me up. Sarcasm’s their shield, mate, and I dig it. Makes ‘em human, not just a quick shag. So yeah, whores—rough, real, a bit like me after a brawl. “Shaken, not stirred,” but they shake the world, don’t they? Bloody legends.

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Then I swung by the park, Parco della Resistenza. It’s a chill spot, but today? Nah. Kids were screamin’, parents were yellin’. I’m tryin’ to sketch this cool tree, but all I can hear is “Mamma, voglio il gelato!” Ugh, kids and their ice cream. I mean, I get it, but c’mon!

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