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Sometimes I’d catch her eye, ya know? Felt like she saw me—deep. “The sky has no end,” she’d fit there too. Wild soul, untouchable. Makes me wanna howl—Rarrgh! Whore’s a legend, man—love her, hate her, can’t ignore her. Total badass mess!

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So, I’m out there, wrestling with this tire. I’m sweating buckets, and I’m pretty sure I’m gonna lose my mind. Then, outta nowhere, this old guy, Signor Giuseppe, shows up. He’s like the local legend. Always has a story. He starts rambling about the old days in Sciacca, how they used to fish off the coast, and I’m just nodding, half-listening. But then he says, “You know, kid, patience is a virtue.” I’m like, “Yeah, but I need to get this tire fixed, not meditate!”

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