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I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s buzzin’—but Ruby, she’s no cliché, nah. She’s loud, crude—once saw her hock a loogie at a dude who shorted her. Classy, right? Sarcasm’s my jam, so I’m like, “Oh, sure, Ruby, you’re livin’ the dream!” She’d just laugh, flip me off. “Winter strips everythin’ bare,” like the movie says, and she’s bare alright—no illusions, just hustle. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say she fought off a bear once—nah, just a drunk john, but still badass.

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for my usual espresso fix. You know, the one from that tiny café, Bar Centrale? Best coffee in town, hands down. But guess what? They ran outta beans! Like, seriously? How do you run outta coffee in Italy? I was ready to throw a fit. I mean, c’mon, it’s like a crime against humanity!

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