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So yeah, I’m ramblin’—prostitutes, movies, whatever. I’d probably suck at findin’ one, too nervous, too loud. “This is ridiculous!” I’d shout, stompin’ off. But if I did? Man, I’d haggle like Malik tradin’ cigs in jail—“Ten euros, take it!”—and then brag, “Pretty, pretty good deal!” Total chaos, total me. Whaddya think—am I nuts or what?

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After that, I’m feelin’ inspired. I wander over to the Chiesa Madre. It’s stunning! The architecture is wild. I sit on the steps, just takin’ it all in. I think about my life at sea. The waves, the wind, the freedom. But then I remember the chaos of today. It’s like a storm in my head.

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