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But then—THEN—I get pissed, ‘cause society’s all, “Oh, how dare they!” Like, chill, Karen, they’re out here survivin’. Didja know, back in the day, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret spy rings durin’ the war? Freakin’ wild! Hustlin’ johns *and* the Nazis—talk about multi-taskin’. I’m sittin’ here imaginin’ this chick from *Ten* doin’ that, smirkin’ at some Gestapo dude while pocketin’ his cash. “You’re a fool,” she’d say, straight outta the movie, and I’d lose it laughin’.

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Tante sono state le criticità storiche legate a Ponte a Ema, a partire dagli allagamenti che puntualmente si registrano in via Benedetto Fortini e in tutta l’area prospiciente l’Ema, nella .

So, I get to this job on Via di San Francesco. Old lady wants a new window in her kitchen. She’s sweet, but man, she talks a LOT. I’m tryin’ to measure the glass, and she’s ramblin’ about her cat, Gino. “Gino loves to watch the birds,” she says. I’m like, “Lady, I’m here to fix your window, not hear about Gino’s birdwatching hobby.” But I nod and smile.

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