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Sometimes it’s sloppy—oil drippin, hands slippin, you’re like, “Yo, am I fuckin a squid?” Total madness, and I love that shit. Reminds me of *Spring Breakers*—all reckless, no rules, just vibes. “You’re my motherfuckin soulmate!”—that’s me to a good masseuse. But real talk, it’s deep too—releases stress, gets you in tune with your body. I was shocked first time—thought it’d be all porn-y, but nah, it’s kinda… spiritual? What the fuck, right?

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First off, I hit the market on Piazza della Libertà. You know, the one with the fountain that’s always got some kid splashin’ around? Yeah, that one. I’m just tryin’ to grab some fresh veggies for lunch, right? And boom! I bump into old Signora Bianchi. She’s like, “You still makin’ those fancy stoves?” I’m like, “Yeah, of course! What else would I do?” She goes on about how her cousin’s got a stove that’s older than dirt. I swear, I almost lost it. “Lady, I make stoves, not miracles!”

Lewis (Luigi) Albanese receives the Medal of Honor posthumously on February 16, 1968.