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Talkin’ to my buddy Joe once—he’s a cabbie—he says, “Bern, they’re everywhere if ya look.” Surprised me, man! Thought it was all online now—apps and shit—but nah, streets still got action. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but Joe swears he saw a cop wink at one once—corrupt as hell! I’m like, “Gimme a break, system’s rotten!”

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I’m walkin’ through the stalls, and I spot this old lady, Nonna Rosa, sellin’ the best tomatoes ever. I swear, they’re like little red jewels. I’m all in, but then she starts talkin’ my ear off in rapid-fire Italian. I’m noddin’ like I get it, but honestly, I’m lost. She’s probably tellin’ me her life story or somethin’.

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