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Me? I’m picturin’ it now—some dim room, candles flickerin’, hands workin’ magic, and I’m like, “Lord, this is dangerous.” Gets me happy, tho—freedom in that touch, y’know? Like Tyrone in *Requiem*, sayin’, “It’s a reason to smile.” But damn, it pisses me off too—shady parlors givin’ it a bad rap, makin’ it all sleazy. Surprised me once, hearin’ a buddy got scammed—paid big for a “happy endin’” and got a handshake. A handshake! I laughed so hard I nearly choked.

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Man, what a day! I woke up in Pescara, and I swear, the sun was already blazin’ like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I grabbed my coffee from that little café on Corso Umberto I. You know the one? The barista there, Marco, always gives me a hard time. “Detective, you need a double shot today!” he says. I just roll my eyes.

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