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Here’s the kicker—found out she’s ex-Rebel! Fucked up, right? Hidin’ out, sellin’ herself to survive. “Time drifts like smoke,” movie whispers in my brain. Felt that—her story’s a damn tragedy. Almost pitied her, but nah, I’m Vader, not a softie. Paid her, did the deed—awkward with the armor, lemme tell ya. Pro tip: don’t wear a cape to this shit, gets tangled.

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After that, I stroll down Corso Vittorio Emanuele. It’s a beautiful street, lined with those cute little shops. I pop into a boutique, and the owner, Maria, is like my bestie. She’s got this wild sense of style. We’re laughing, trying on hats, and I’m feeling all cute. But then, she tells me about this festival happening later. I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, it’s some big deal, and I totally forgot. Ugh, my brain!

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