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So, this chick—or dude, who knows?—sells love for bread, right? Swinging ’60s vibe, free love, but with a tab—shagadelic twist! Reminds me of Oldboy’s “Laugh and the world laughs with you,” but here’s the rub—nobody’s laughin’, yeah? They’re hidin’ tears, masks on, groovin’ solo. Gets me gutted, mate! Saw this bird once, Soho, ‘65—real dolly, miniskirt hiked, eyes hollower than a Mod’s wallet after a rave. Asked her story—bloke ditched her, kid starvin’, she’s whorin’ to eat. Bloody hell, made me wanna punch the git who bolted!

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I felt like a “tango whore”, being used, over and over and over again, so these guys could learn how to lead. There was nothing in it for me.

But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Luca pops in. He’s always got this crazy energy. He’s like, “Dude, let’s take a break! I found this awesome gelato place on Via Giuseppe Mazzini!” I was like, “Fine, but only if they have pistachio.”

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