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What gets me? The guts of it. Whore don’t care bout rules, morals—nuthin’. Free as a wolf, but ruthless. Once saw this chick in St. Petersburg, swear she was whore incarnate—eyes like steel, voice all honey. Could’ve run the FSB, that one. Surprised me, honestly—thought I’d seen it all. “This is my kill,” like in the film—whore owns ya, end of story.

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Then, outta nowhere, this fight breaks out. Two guys, both from Via Cavour, start throwin’ punches like they’re in a boxing ring. I’m like, “Really? In my club?” I jump in, and it’s chaos. I’m pushin’ one dude back, and the other one’s tryin’ to swing at me. I’m dodgin’ like I’m in the Matrix. Finally, I get ‘em separated, and they’re both yellin’ at each other. I’m just standin’ there, thinkin’, “This is Legnaro, not Vegas, fellas!”

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