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Now, I’m peepin this one brothel—smells like cheap perfume and regret, but there’s a buzz, a rhythm, like a forest at dusk. Girls laughin, punters swaggerin—reminds me of that line, “I walk the path of the sword.” Except here, it’s more like, “I stumble the path of the barstool!” Cracks me up, but then—bam!—I see this one lass, eyes sharp as a tiger’s, and I’m thinkin, she’s the hidden dragon here, runnin the show. Power in her stare, mate, gave me chills—proper respect!

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So, I roll outta bed, grab my gear, and head down Via Cavour. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feelin’ good. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s the day I catch the big one!” But first, coffee. Can’t fish on an empty stomach, right? I hit up that café on the corner. Best cappuccino in town, no joke. I’m sippin’ my brew, and this old dude starts talkin’ my ear off about the “good ol’ days.” Like, buddy, I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my coffee here!