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So, I’m hustling, sweating bullets, trying to finish this barrel. I’m hammering away, and then—get this—a pigeon decides to take a dump right on my workbench. Like, really? In Margherita-di-Savoia, we have beautiful beaches, stunning salt flats, and you choose my bench? I’m fuming!

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