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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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Then, the sun starts settin’, and it’s beautiful, right? I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about how lucky I am to work in such a rad place. Subiaco’s got this vibe, ya know? The hills, the old buildings, the people. It’s like a postcard. But then, I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some guy just knocked over a beach umbrella. Seriously? It’s like a scene from a comedy.

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