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One more thing… “It’s the little things,” like Cathy says. Brothels got quirks – red lights, secret knocks. Old school charm. Ever hear ‘bout Victorian “nunneries”? Code for brothels – priests were regulars! Cracked me up – holy rollers gettin’ unholy.

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Then I decide to stroll down to the Parco della Repubblica. It’s a nice park, you know? Trees, flowers, the whole vibe. I’m just vibing, listening to some tunes, when I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, outta nowhere, the kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “C’mon, it’s just a kite!” But I can’t help it. I go over, and I’m trying to be the hero. I climb the tree like I’m Tarzan or something. Spoiler: I’m not Tarzan. I get stuck too. Now we’re both crying.

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