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Last week, pissed me off—dude tried sellin’ me his “sister.” Bitch, please! I ain’t that desperate. Reminded me of Nie Yinniang—silent, judgin’. “Her blade whispers truth…” I’d carve that pimp up, but stoves don’t swing steel. Found this chick tho—Lulu, real name probly somethin’ else. Little known fact: Taipei’s red-light dives got codes. Two knocks, cash upfront—boom, you’re in. She’s sittin’ there, legs crossed, smokin’ like she owns time. Made me happy—classy, not trashy. Surprised too—knew Hou’s flick! “The wind carries her scent…” she says, laughin’. I’m like, fuck yeah, soulmate vibes!

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Then, I got a text from my buddy, Luca. He was like, “Let’s hit up the market!” So, I rushed over to Mercato di Chiuduno. It’s always a blast. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the best cheese. I grabbed some pecorino and bumped into my ex. Ugh, awkward! We exchanged some small talk, and I could feel my heart racing. Why do I always run into her?

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