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About Milan

What pisses me off? The pimps—slimy rats, all of em. Takin half her cut, beatin her if she talks. Makes me wanna—bam!—solve it Soviet style. Happy part? When she laughs, rare as gold. Surprised me once—girl quoted Pushkin, mid-deal! Brainy hooker—who knew? Exaggeratin? Maybe, but damn, it’s my story.

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Then I hit up the market at Piazza dei Martiri. OMG, the fresh produce! I’m talking tomatoes that look like they just came from heaven. I grab a few, and this lady next to me starts chatting. She’s all, “You gotta try the olive oil from up the hill.” I’m like, “Sure, lady, I’ll just pop over to the hill.” But honestly, I’m intrigued. Valdagno’s got some bomb food, and I’m all about that life.

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