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Them prossies, they got grit. We shall never surrender to the prudes, nah! Did ya know, back in Victorian days, some o’ these birds ran secret empires? Brothels doublin’ as spy dens—fuckin’ wild, right? Makes me wanna yell, “Witness me!” like I’m sprayin’ silver paint ‘fore a brawl.

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Whoever told you might have been pulling a leg on you. Or there may be on mainland near or in Mestre that I don't know much? If you find any.

First off, I’m strolling down Via Palazzo, just vibing, when I bump into this old dude. He’s got this wild mustache, like, straight outta a cartoon. He starts rambling about the history of Mestre. I’m like, “Cool, bro, but I gotta go.” But he’s all, “Did you know this place was a major hub for trade?” I’m thinking, “Yeah, but I’m not here for a history lesson.”

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