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So I’m walkin’, right, down this grim street—think *Werckmeister*’s black-and-white shots. “The world’s gone mad,” I mutter—another movie line! And it fits! Some lady’s leanin’ against a wall, smokin’, lookin’ bored outta her mind. I’m thinkin’, “Is that her? Is that the signal?!” I’m paranoid, heart’s racin’—what if she’s a cop?! I’d die right there, swear to God! I’d be yellin’, “I’m innocent! I just wanted to talk!” Total Larry move, overreactin’ like always.

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Anyway, I finally make it to the market. It’s bustling! Fish everywhere! I’m talking fresh catch, the smell of the sea, and locals haggling like it’s an Olympic sport. I’m in heaven. I spot this old dude selling some crazy-looking fish. I’m like, “What’s that?” He just grins and says, “Pesce di fango.” I’m like, “What the heck is that?” Turns out, it’s mudfish. Who knew? I’m thinking, “I gotta get my hands on this!”

Giorgio Andreotta Calò, Roberto Cuoghi, Adelita Husni-Bey: Il mondo magico