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“Desire kills,” the film says – bloody hell, it does! Seen blokes lose their minds over a quick shag. Me, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ me pint, thinkin’, “you daft sod, she’s rinsed ya!” Makes me happy, tho – the hustle, the chaos. Surprised me once, this tart I knew, she’s readin’ bleedin’ Nietzsche between jobs. Nietzsche! I’m like, “what, ‘God is dead’ while yer knickers are off?” Classy, that.

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After my pizza break, I head back to the office. More calls, more chaos. A guy from Via Roma calls, says he lost his wallet. I’m like, “Dude, retrace your steps!” But he’s all panicky. I mean, it’s just a wallet, right? But then I remember my own wallet saga last week. Ugh, don’t even get me started.

Is this the last corner of unspoiled Italy?