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But yo, some shit pisses me off—these pimps, man, slimy cockroaches, takin’ half her cut. Makes me wanna pull the trigger, y’know? Say hello to my little friend! I’d blast ‘em, but nah, I’m chill tonight. She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and danger—perfect. We talk, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this one john who paid in gold teeth. GOLD TEETH, man! What’s this world comin’ to? Cracked me up, fuckin’ hilarious.

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But then, disaster strikes! My phone buzzes. It’s my mom. She’s like, “You forgot to pick up the bread!” I’m like, “Mom, I’m a sharpener, not a baker!” But she’s relentless. “You better get it or no pasta tonight!” Ugh, the guilt! So, I rush outta the shop, sword still in hand, and head to the bakery on Via Garibaldi.

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