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So, I’m out, tryna scope one out – not for me, mind ya, just curious, right? Streets smell like old cheese, kinda like Remy’s kitchen stash. Saw this one lass, dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost – thought, “She’s got potential, like Remy’s soup!” But nah, mate, she was a trap – cop undercover! Nearly got nabbed, screamin’ “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” in my head, leggin’ it down an alley. Heart poundin’, pissed me off – why’s it gotta be so sketchy?

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Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. Serravalle-Scrivia is wild, man. It’s got its quirks, its characters, and its chaos. I love it. I pack up my tools, lock the shop, and take a stroll down Via Roma again. The sun’s setting, and the city’s glowin’. I see that old dude again, still crossin’ the street. This time, I just shake my head and laugh.

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