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I knew dis one chick—Lena, swear she was half witch. Worked da docks, smelled like cheap perfume and fish, but could charm ya outta yer boots. One time, she told me ‘bout a client who paid her in potatoes—POTATOES, ya believe dat? Laughed my arse off, “Look at me, I’m an outlaw,” she’d say, mockin’ him. Made me happy, her sass, but pissed me off too—why’s she stuck with taters? Deserves gold, dat one.

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Later, I decide to check out the old church, Chiesa di San Giovanni Battista. It’s beautiful, man. The architecture is stunning. I’m standing there, taking it all in, when this random guy starts talking to me about the history of the place. I’m nodding along, but honestly, I’m just thinking about dinner.

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