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But, ugh, some dude catcalled me—gross! Made me so mad, I was, like, “I’m not the vibe, bro!” Felt like that scene in *Boyhood* where Mason’s mom yells, “I’m done with this!” So over it. Then, this one girl, she’s strutting, all confident, and I’m, like, “Yas, queen, werk it!” She probs thought I was nuts, but I was living for it. Made me happy, like, she’s out here owning it.

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After Lucia, I take a breather. I step outside for a smoke on Via di Villa Bonelli. The air is thick with the smell of pizza from the nearby pizzeria. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be rich. I see the protestors marching by, waving signs. “Save Our Streets!” they chant. I chuckle. “You guys should try cutting hair. It’s way more fun!”

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