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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Brothel, huh? Wild ass place, lemme tell ya. Been thinkin bout it, like in "Yi Yi" – “Life’s a dream, man.” You walk in, lights dim, girls everywhere, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin ya nose. I’m like, damn, this joint’s alive, ya dig? Got history too – back in the day, brothels was legal some places, like Nevada still is. Crazy, right? Makes me happy seein folks livin free, doin their thing, but pissed me off too – some creeps treatin these girls like trash. Ain’t cool, man, ain’t cool.

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After that, I needed a break. So, I stroll down to the beach at Spiaggia di Citara. The sun is shining, and I’m feeling good. I plop down on the sand, and just as I’m about to relax, a seagull swoops down and steals my sandwich! Like, seriously? I’m getting robbed by a bird! I’m yelling, “Hey! That’s my lunch!” But the seagull just looks at me like, “What’s your point?”

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