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Real talk, tho—once had a session so good, I nearly cried, like “What the fuck is happening?” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I felt like a goddamn queen! It’s bad bitch o’clock every time I book one. Y’all try it—live a little, get lost in the sauce, like Bill Murray lost in Japan. Peace out, loves!

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So, I finally get to my shop on Via XX Settembre. It’s a cozy little place, filled with clocks tickin’ away like they own the place. I love it. But today? Today was a mess. My first customer, this old dude, comes in with a watch that looks like it’s been through a war. I mean, c’mon! How do you even break a watch like that? He’s all like, “Can you fix it?” I’m thinkin’, “Sure, if I had a magic wand.”

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