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But then—plot twist—she cracks this smirk, says, “You’re weird, I like it.” I’m floored, happy as a pig in shit! We’re laughin’, and I’m thinkin’, maybe she ain’t just a body for hire. Reminds me of Marion in *Requiem*, all broken but still kickin’. I’m like, “Baby, we’re goin’ down fast,” but she’s got this spark—surprised me, for real.

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After the rain, the sun comes out again. Typical Cavarzere weather, I guess. I decide to head to the park, Parco della Rimembranza. It’s gorgeous, with all these trees and flowers. I plop down on a bench, and just as I’m about to relax, a dog runs up to me, all muddy and excited. It jumps on me, and I’m like, “Whoa, buddy! Personal space!” But I can’t help but laugh. Dogs are the best.

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