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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t glamorizin’ it. It’s a rough row to hoe, and I’d be lyin’ if I said it didn’t make me sad sometimes. Them gals deal with creeps, cold nights, and worse’n a barrel of snakes. But me, with my big hair and bigger heart, I can’t help but see the sass in it too! Like, “Honey, I’m workin’ harder’n a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest!”—that’s what I’d say if I was one! Ha! Sarcasm’s my shield, y’all.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy on a scooter just wiped out on Via Cavour. I mean, it was like a scene from a movie. He’s rolling around, trying to get up, and I’m just standing there, laughing my ass off. But then I see he’s hurt, and I feel bad. So, I help him up, and he’s like, “Thanks, man! I thought I was done for!” Classic Legnano moment, right?

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