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Now, if I was Monty, facin’ my last free night, would I go lookin’? Shoot, maybe! I’d be sayin’, “You’re a New York girl, huh? Well, I’m a Tennessee gal—let’s make it quick!” Ha! But lordy, I’m too old for that nonsense—I’d prob’ly just bake a pie instead. Still, it’s wild thinkin’ ‘bout folks out there, livin’ like every day’s their *25th Hour*. Makes me wonder—what’s *your* last hurrah, huh?

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So, I roll outta bed, grab my gear, and head down Via Cavour. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feelin’ good. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s the day I catch the big one!” But first, coffee. Can’t fish on an empty stomach, right? I hit up that café on the corner. Best cappuccino in town, no joke. I’m sippin’ my brew, and this old dude starts talkin’ my ear off about the “good ol’ days.” Like, buddy, I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my coffee here!