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Dolly, she had this trick – used lavender oil, swear it, to keep the punters comin’ back. Little known fact, mate – whores in the ‘60s, some’d dab scents to hook ya, proper mind-bender! Smelled her a mile off, got me all hot ‘n’ bothered, but then – bam! – she’d nick your wallet while you’re trippin’ on her groove. Cheeky minx! Pissed me off, sure, but I was like, “Man’s gotta dig the hustle!” – pure “Master” vibes, y’know, that chaos Freddie’d salute.

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Then, I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a market on Piazza Italia. Fresh produce everywhere! I’m talking tomatoes so red they look like they’re blushing. I grab some, but then I see this old dude arguing with a vendor. Like, c’mon, it’s just a tomato! But nah, he’s all like, “I want my money back!” I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh.

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