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Them girls, tho—some laughin’, some cryin’, hustlin’ hard. Reminds me, “Is this how man lives?” Straight outta the movie, ya dig? I pity the fool who don’t see their grind! One chick told me—get this—she stashed cash in a hollowed-out bible! Sneaky, huh? Had me crackin’ up—holy hustle, man!

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So, I head over to Via della Libertà to grab some tinted glass. On the way, I pass by the park. Man, Albignasego’s parks are the best. Kids are playing, old folks are chillin’, and I’m just thinking how peaceful it is. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I trip over his skateboard. I go down hard. Like, faceplant hard. I’m lying there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the town’s clumsy glazier.”

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