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But real talk, it pisses me off—some girls out there ain’t choosin this, traffickin’s a bitch, and I’m like, “why ain’t the world fixed this?!” Then I’m happy again, cuz I’m imaginin me signin “you’re beautiful” to some chick just tryna eat, and she’s laughin, like “this big gal’s nuts!” Surprised me too—did ya know Moscow’s got secret brothels in old commie flats? Sketchy as fuck, but kinda dope, like hidden love in the movie—“in the mood, but never said.”

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Then, just when I think it can’t get worse, my buddy Luca shows up. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s ramblin’ about how he saw a raccoon steal a pizza from some tourist. I’m like, “Dude, focus! We got charcoal to burn!” But he’s too busy laughin’ to care. I swear, if I had a euro for every time he distracted me, I’d be rich.

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