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Gets me mad, tho – the lies! “Oh, I’m just a friend,” they say, winkin’. Liars! Precious, I’d rather claw me eyes out than trust ‘em. But – ugh – gotta admit, some got guts. Met one once, all sparkly eyes, said, “I choose who, when,” like Adèle sayin’, “I decide my life.” Kinda badass, yeah? Surprised me, made me think – maybe not all rotten fish? Still, we hates it! Too messy, too loud, too… human.

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After that, I’m back to work, and I get a call from a client on Via San Giovanni. They need a replacement for a broken window. I’m like, “Sure, I’ll be there in 20.” But of course, traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind some slowpoke in a tiny car. I’m yelling at the radio, “C’mon, man! It’s not a Sunday drive!”

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