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Now, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, fam—but some shit pisses me off. Dudes struttin’ in, actin’ like kings, leavin’ girls hollow-eyed. Makes me wanna yell, “Man, you ain’t no hero!” Then there’s the girls—some laughin’, some cryin’, some just numb. One time, heard a story ‘bout a madam in New Orleans, 1800s, who spiked the whiskey with opium—kept the johns comin’ back, droolin’ like fools. Smart hustle, but damn, that’s cold. Surprised me, tho—thought I’d seen it all.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up in Sedico, right? This little gem in the Dolomites. I mean, who knew this place could be so wild? I was just tryna enjoy my morning coffee at Bar Centrale on Via Roma. You know, the usual. But then, bam! My phone buzzes.

Dina Carla Puzulis Obituary July 22, 2005