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I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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“You know, he was insinuating that I was trying to hire Miss Colbert as a prostitute. And he said, 'You know, this is going to be public record.

So, I finally fix Marco’s car. He’s all smiles, and I’m like, “Dude, you owe me a pizza.” He laughs, but I’m serious! I need fuel for this madness. Just as I’m about to take a break, my buddy Luca calls. He’s stuck on the side of the road on Via delle Industrie. I’m like, “What now?”

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