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I’m bouncin’ round, ears floppin’, thinkin’—man, this is nuts! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I’d say it’s like divin’ into a vat of glowin’ goo—thrillin’ yet sketchy. Little known fact: some old-timey hookers used arsenic makeup to look pale—biochem disaster waitin’ to happen! Dumb, but ballsy. Gets me hyped—science and sin, what a combo!

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Sometimes, I get all jumbled in these thoughts, ya' kno? Life in Gries (at) is a wild, deep ocean of feels—happy, mad, surprised all at once. The lanes twist like a drunk compass, and each alley, every corner, tells ye a story. I might even exclaim: "I wish I could remember every damn moment!" as I flit by the laughter of children at Parco dei Ricordi.

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