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About Milan

But real talk, it ain’t all laughs. Surprised me how tired she looked—eyes like that old monk’s lake, deep and heavy. “Every man’s a burden,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s dark. Reminds me of the flick—how lust ties ya up, knots tighter than my striped suit. I’m thinkin, “Babe, you need a vacay, not another john.” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d teleport her to Maui if I could—poof! Gone!

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But then, BAM! A scooter zooms by, and I swear, it almost takes him out! I’m yelling, “Watch out!” like I’m some kind of superhero. The old guy jumps back, and I’m just standing there, heart racing. I mean, what’s with the scooters in this town? They’re everywhere!

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