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Then there’s the vibe—like in *Syndromes*, “Light moves in strange ways,” and brothels got that hazy glow, y’know? Neon signs, smoky rooms, all mysterious. Kinda cool, kinda creepy. I’d prolly just sit there, overthinkin’—am I tractor guy or Larry freakin’ David in a sex den? Hah! Imagine me rantin’ at the girls—“You’re overchargin’ for THIS?!” They’d kick me out, tires screechin’. But real shit—some places treat the workers awful, and that pisses me off. Heard bout this one joint, owner took 80% of the cut—eighty! Greedy bastard. Girls barely ate. Made me wanna ram my tractor through the wall—boom, justice!

Around the World With The Times

Oh! And ye can’t miss the crooked canals—Ruscello di Cuore—that wind their way by the ancient basilica, Chiesa della Luce. I once sat there at night, starin' at the ripplin’ water, thinkin’ how life be as mysterious as a parley with the devil. And I got mad a time when those scallywags started messin’ up the gardens outside Viale Speranza—they trampled my secret spot near the ivy-clad wall of Casa dei Ricordi. Blimey, it riles me good!

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