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Favorite part? This lil’ secret room, right? Hidden behind a fake wall - used it back in Prohibition days for bootleggers to smash and dash. History in a brothel, who knew? I’m geeked, like, “This some next-level shit!” But then, some sweaty dude stumblin’ out, smellin’ like cheap whiskey and bad choices - killed my buzz quick. “We got him!” - nah, he got me fucked up, stinkin’ up my air.

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Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Phew!” But then, I hear this commotion outside. I peek outta the window on Via Mazzini, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! I mean, who schedules a parade on a Tuesday? I’m tryin’ to work here! But then I see the floats, and they’re all colorful and loud. I can’t help but smile. Kids are runnin’ around, people are laughin’. It’s like a scene from a movie.

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