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But real talk—findin’ one ain’t simple. You gotta know the spots. Old story I heard—guy in Vegas, 80s, picks up a gal. Turns out, she’s a cop! Busted, bam, night ruined. Little known fact: some cities, they decoy ya—watch out! Makes me mad, y’know? Trickin’ folks like that. But I get it—law’s the law. Still, sneaky as hell.

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First off, I’m just getting settled when this lady storms in. I mean, she’s got that “I’m on a mission” vibe. She’s all decked out in designer shades and a beach cover-up, like she just stepped off a yacht or something. She slams her stuff on the counter—like, lady, chill! It’s just a cashier, not a wrestling match. Anyway, she’s got this fancy gelato from Gelateria La Dolce Vita, and she’s complaining it’s too melty. I’m like, “Uh, it’s gelato, not ice cream, lady!” But I just smile and nod. Customer service, right?

Eugenio Cecconi, painter of the Maremma, on display in Forte dei Marmi