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Tonight, she’s glowin’—neon lights hittin’ her face. Happy for her, weirdly. She’s got this spark, like Remy tastin’ soup. Surprised me too—heard she’s savin’ for a kid’s schoolin’. Her kid, man, not even hers by blood! Took in some stray—heart of fuckin’ gold. “The world is often unkind,” like that rat said, but she’s fightin’. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—why’s life gotta be so shitty to her?

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After that, I had to head to work. The office is on Via Garibaldi, and it’s usually chill. But today? Nah, not a chance. My boss, Mr. Rossi, was in a mood. He’s always grumpy, but today he was like a bear with a sore head. He starts yelling about some project that went sideways. I’m just sitting there, thinking, “Dude, it’s not the end of the world!” But he didn’t wanna hear it.