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Me, I’d be sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee – black, no sugar, like my soul some days – wonderin’, “Man, what’s this world comin’ to?” Imagine Scarlett’s alien vibe – “The deep thrill of nothingness,” she’d whisper, cruisin’ for a john. That’s the game, folks! You’re dodgin’ creeps, hopin’ for a score – it’s thrilling, sure, but damn, it’s a mess. Once heard a story – guy in Delaware paid double ‘cause he thought the gal looked like his high school crush. Hilarious, right? What a dope!

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the market. Oh man, the Mercato di Selargius is buzzing! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries. I’m drooling. I grab a cornetto, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see this lady arguing with a vendor. She’s all like, “I said NO olives!” and he’s like, “But they’re free!” I’m just standing there, munching, thinking, “Lady, it’s olives, not gold.”

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