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Now, *The Secret in Their Eyes*—that line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” Hits me with PSA, mate. Cancer hides, PSA whispers—ya gotta listen. I’m ramblin’, sure, but it’s like—prostit—prostate’s a mystery, and this protein’s the clue. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’ve seen mates fret over tests—sweatin’, prayin’. One bloke, PSA at 10, turned out fine—happy as a pig in shit. Me? I’d rather drink than worry.

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So, I’m fuming, but whatever. I head to the office on Via Garibaldi. You know, the one with the weird statue of that guy nobody remembers? Yeah, that one. I get in, and my boss, Mr. Grumpy Pants, is already on my case. “Where are the reports?” he barks. Dude, chill! I just got here!

Ill-prepared trekkers swarm Italy’s Mount Etna for high-altitude selfies