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So, wahoo’s my jam, right? Speedy lil’ bugger, hits 60 mph, no kiddin’! Fishermen call it “the screamer” ‘cause it bolts like mad when hooked. Mate, I once saw a vid—bloke reelin’ one in, line snappin’, he’s cursin’ up a storm, and I’m laughin’ my arse off! Made me happy as a clam, but then—oh, gets me mad—overfishin’s screwin’ ‘em. Greedy sods takin’ too many, and I’m like, “Leave my wahoo alone, ya wankers!” Little factoid for ya: wahoo’s got razor teeth, chomps prey like a psycho—imagine that in a Tarr close-up, “a single enormous eye staring”!

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Quel centro massaggi a Busto Arsizio non aveva chiuso nemmeno durante il lockdown ma ora ci hanno pensato i Carabinieri della locale compagnia, guidati dal comandante Anna Maria .

I grab some tomatoes, and they’re looking fresh. But then, I see this guy, Marco, who runs the butcher shop. He’s got this massive grin, and I’m thinking, “What’s he up to?” Turns out, he’s got a new shipment of lamb. I’m like, “Perfect! I need some for tonight.” But then he tells me the price. I nearly choked on my espresso! I mean, come on, Marco! You trying to sell me gold or what?

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