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I ain’t judgin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” but she’s swimmin’ in it. Chatted her up, all casual-like. “How’s biz?” I growl. She laughs, says, “Slow, big guy, rent’s due.” Made me sad, y’know? These girls, they’re out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps and cops. Fun fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used to signal with colored ribbons? Red for “ready,” blue for “busy.” Bet she don’t know that, but it’s stuck in my head now.

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So, I’m outta there, ready to explore. I hit the streets, and let me tell ya, Varallo is a gem. The cobblestones on Via Cavour are like a mini obstacle course. I almost tripped over my own feet. Classic me. But the views? OMG, the views! The mountains are like, “Hey, look at me!” I’m just standing there, mouth agape, like a total tourist.

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