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Mr. T’s stompin’ through this chaos! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just lookin’. Gotta know the code, the signs. Red heels clickin’? That’s a signal. Some fools get robbed, wallets gone—ha! I pity the fool who’s that dumb! Once saw a dude, all nervous, sweatin’. Thought he’d score, got scammed instead. Hilarious, but damn, that’s cold! Mr. T’s laughin’, but it’s sad too. These girls, trapped in cycles, like Ki-duk’s monk. “Sufferin’ shapes the soul,” movie says. Deep, right? Makes ya think twice.

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After that, I decide to hit up the local bakery on Via delle Vigne. I’m craving a cornetto. I walk in, and the smell hits me like a freight train. I order one, and the lady behind the counter gives me this huge smile. I mean, who doesn’t love a good pastry? I take a bite, and it’s like heaven exploded in my mouth. I’m in bliss. But then, I see a kid drop his gelato. I’m like, “Oh no, not the gelato!” The poor kid starts crying. I’m torn between laughing and feeling bad.

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