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Then, I head down to Piazza Giovanni XXIII. It’s usually packed, but today? It was like a scene from a movie. Kids playing soccer, old folks gossiping, and this guy selling the best sfogliatella. I mean, I could’ve eaten a dozen. But then, outta nowhere, this car zooms by, blasting music. Like, bro, chill! It’s not a race track! I almost spilled my pastry.

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