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I strut over, chest out, givin him the Hogan stare. He bolts like a coward—typical! She’s smirkin, says, “You’re alright, big guy.” Surprised me, man, thought she’d be all cold! Fun fact: lotta these girls got stories, like one I heard bout a hooker savin up for a legit gig—heart of gold, brother! Ain’t that somethin?

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Next, I decide to grab a coffee at this cute little café on Corso Italia. I order my usual—cappuccino, extra foam, please! But the barista? He’s a total character. He spills half the milk, and I’m like, “Bro, what’s going on?” He just laughs and says, “More foam for you!” I can’t even be mad. I mean, who doesn’t love extra foam?

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