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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

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I stroll down to the piazza, and there’s this street performer playin’ the accordion. He’s good, man! I toss him a couple of euros, and he gives me a nod. I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I see this kid knockin’ over a gelato stand. Ice cream everywhere! I can’t help but laugh. Poor kid’s just standin’ there, lookin’ like he’s about to cry.

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