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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck ramblin’ bout prostitutes, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! So, prostitutes, yeah? Got me thinkin’—like in *Memento*, “How can you trust your memory?” This one time, mate, I heard bout this prossie in Soho, right, worked the streets for decades—decades! Swear she had more stories than a holovid. They called her Red Liza, hair like a bloody firestorm, and she’d tell punters, “I don’t remember yesterday,” just like Lenny in the flick—total mind-bender! Made me laugh, tho, cos she probs fleeced ‘em twice, and they’d never know!

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After that, I had to run to the office on Via della Repubblica. Traffic was a nightmare. I swear, I saw a guy on a scooter almost take out a tourist. Like, dude, watch where you’re going! But hey, at least the streets are pretty. Borgo-a-Buggiano has these charming cobblestones that make you feel like you’re in a postcard. But then you hit a pothole and it’s like, “Bam! Welcome back to reality!”

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