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You start at the cantina—shady spot, neon buzzin’. Some chick’s leanin’ on a pole, smirkin’. I’m thinkin’, “She’s trouble, Vader, abort!” But nah, curiosity’s a bitch. Little known fact—old Tatooine law says prostitutes gotta wear bells. True story, heard ‘em jingle once—creepy as fuck. Made me laugh tho, jinglin’ like a damn droid malfunction.

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So, I’m caffeine-less and wandering down Via Roma, feeling like a zombie. I bump into this old guy, Signor Giuseppe. He’s always got some wild story about the good ol’ days. Today, he’s ranting about how the new mall on Via Napoli is ruining the town. I mean, I get it. Gentrification sucks. But c’mon, it’s just a mall! He’s waving his hands like he’s conducting an orchestra. I’m half-listening, half-trying to find a place to get my fix.

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