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But real talk? Whore’s a hustle. As a PM, I’ve whored out my own time—meetins’, decks, pivot after pivot. Exhaustin’, yo! Ever feel like you’re directin’ your own play, but it’s fallin’ apart? Caden gets it—“I’m dying, and so will you.” That’s the grind, fam—whorin’ yourself til the curtain drops. Sometimes I laugh, tho—picture me, Morgan Freeman, narratin’ my own burnout. “He tried to ship it, and lost his damn mind.” Hilarious, right?

Il dispenser, il lavandino, il sangue che non c’è

Sciami di giornalisti da tutta Italia piombano sulla cittadina, la comunità – già sconvolta per l’uccisione di una ragazza di 26 anni – viene letteralmente violata nella propria routine .

Finally, I meet up with Marco at this little bar on Via Mazzini. We’re laughing, sharing stories, and I’m like, “Dude, today was nuts!” He’s all, “You should’ve seen the traffic on Via Milano!” I’m like, “Traffic? In Garlasco? No way!” But he’s serious. Apparently, some festival was happening, and the whole place was gridlocked.

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