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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! I’m a texture artist, right, and erotic-massage? Man, it’s wild! Like, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout “Inherent Vice,” my fave flick, total vibe, y’know? All hazy and chill, Doc Sportello’d dig this massage scene. Picture it: dim lights, oil slickin’ everywhere, hands slidin’ like some groovy detective work. “The smell of the oil lingered,” like that line from the movie—far out, right?

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So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to walk it off. I head over to Via della Repubblica, thinking maybe some gelato will fix my mood. I mean, who can be mad with gelato in hand? I get to this little shop, and the guy behind the counter is like, “What flavor?” I’m like, “Surprise me!” He hands me a scoop of pistachio, and I’m in heaven. But then, I see a sign that says “No cash, only cards.” Ugh! I left my card at home! I’m standing there, looking like a total fool, trying to explain my situation. The guy just shrugs. Thanks, man. Real helpful.

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